Chapter Thirteen
Violet's POV:
"Marriage?!"
A vase shatters an inch away from my ear, my mother screams.
"You're going to marry that miserable fitness trainer?!"
My ears ring and my breath comes out in pained exhales.
He picks up another vase. "After all the training I've given you? This is what you do with it? Marry a nobody?!"
He crashes the vase into the wall by my left and the noise zaps through my skull. My mother covers her ears and hugs herself on the couch.
"Trained her?!"
"Eloise..." I shake my head at my sister.
"You see Violet, this is exactly why I hate you."
She glares at our father.
"You're jobless dad! Been jobless for eight damn years!" She throws her hands in the air. "Violet trained me, she and mom took care of the house while you were irresponsible!"
