JadenneThe word was still hanging in the air. “Whoring out.”Ivy’s face changed. Her eyes went wide for half a second, then hard. Real hard. Before I could even take it back, her hand flew across the table and slapped me so loud it sounded like a clap. My head snapped to the side. The sting burned hot on my cheek.“You little bitch,” she said, voice low and shaking.I opened my mouth but nothing came out. Mum gasped, “Ivy, no…” but Ivy was already up. She grabbed my arm and yanked me hard. I stumbled and she hit me again, this time with her fist on my shoulder. It hurt. Then she pushed me against the wall. Her hands were everywhere slapping my arms, my back, my face again. Not soft hits. Hard ones. The kind that leave marks.I tried to cover my head but she was stronger. She always has been. “You think you can talk to me like that?” she yelled. “After everything I do? You call me a whore in my own house?”Kai stood up fast. “Ivy, stop! That’s enough!”But she didn’t stop right away.
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