“I honestly don’t know who is stupid enough to buy something for a fat, dirty, worthless pig like you.”
The front door hadn’t even fully closed behind me before Vivian’s voice tore through the room. She walked toward the dining table, her heels clicking sharply against the floor, and glared down at the unmarked box she had placed there. When she looked up at me, her eyes were filled with pure resentment.
I rolled my eyes. “I wonder too,” I said flatly as I walked toward the table. “But it’s good to know that since I left this prison I once called my home, I’ve realized people actually give a damn about me after all.”
My words hit her like gasoline on a fire.
Vivian crossed the room before I could even blink. The flat of her hand slammed against my face in a sharp crack that echoed thro
