(Elle’s POV)
“Mitch!”
I heard gasps, but none came from me. Trembling, I lifted my hand, touching the throbbing cheek my mother hit. It was the first time she hurt me, and I was shocked that my heart stopped beating, yet I could not cry despite the pain emotionally and physically.
Billy came to her, gripping her shoulders to pull her away from me.
“How dare you do this to me, Elle!” she growled at me, her eyes glaring in anger. “You’re my daughter, yet you stab me behind my back. Who do you think you are?” She screamed in rage, and I could imagine her hurting me more if Billy was not stopping him. As she talked angrily at me, it was only then that I saw the people in the foyer.
Almost everyone in the family was there except Belle. My only consolation in this embarrassing situation wa
