A TROUSE
As soon as I arrived home, I received a strong slap across the face, and I was met with my father's furious and glaring eyes.
"What the hell did you do this time, Yexa?" he yelled.
"I didn't do anything, Sir," I replied emotionlessly. I didn't show any emotion in front of him, but deep inside, I wanted to scream from extreme frustration.
"Morganna reported you to the Conclave! She said you stole her power."
I shook my head. "I didn't steal anything from her. She's the i***t who I advised to turn off all her abilities and powers before I copied the ability we agreed upon," I explained.
My father's anger seemed to intensify, and he scowled at me, clearly unconvinced by my explanation.
"You expect me to believe that?" he retorted, crossing his arms.
"I'm telling you the truth
