Bride's Web of Lies

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man had said to Sandra, I asked the brunette to g

and because of this, I was

some sort of attac

mil

still shaken by the

? That's a very strange way to than

me like that. I could have hurt you. Maybe I should have. After all, if not for the lack of secur

you know it. Besides, I took them out so I guess that settles it. You should

ou're the one who should take responsibility for your action

so have some of t

ow

r fault again? I had blurted that out as a ref

raised brow. Obviously, I didn't

my bedroom, this wouldn't ha

es that have to d

l

I have to get to work. I won't let an idiot like you ruin my day. We'll

shb

en ye

ra's

defeat. Another day, another barrage of insults and belitt

, no doubt discussing my latest shortcomings. I felt like I was walki

s with her. Since then, my life had become a living nightmare. My father, caught up i

pe the constant criticism. I flopped onto my bed, burying

's voice outside my d

th dinner. You're not too laz

sistance would only lead to more trouble. Downstairs, Sara was alr

said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "

stack of plates. "Make sure you

set the table. I knew that any mistake would be

ella chatted, their conversation laced with subtle digs at my ex

usted. I felt like I was drowning in a sea

about all the times I'd let their words get to me, all the times

own strength, my own voice. With a newfound determination, I made a vow to myself. I would n

et her gaze, my eyes flashing with defiance. "

st time, I felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, I c

d pushing me to the wall. Before I knew it, she had grabbed my arm an

ou doing?!"

big long stick that lay on it. "I'm teach

, seeing the fat stick

you are going

ou your place!" Sara ye

er, my eyes fixed on the stick in my stepmother's hand. Sara

" Sara spat, her

ing. I had tried my best, but it

my skin with a sickening thud. I cri

th me again!" Sara screamed, th

expression indifferent. "What's going on h

ual," Sara replied, her anger unabate

old. "You need to stop being stub

er was supposed to protect me, but

ing my father to intervene. But he just stood the

is voice dripping with disdain. "You need

osed to love me, but instead, he w