Chloe’s POV
The sound echoed in my head and rang through my ears.
It’d have been a year since he last hit me if this had waited to happen in the next six days. The time didn't matter though, I still felt the force he’d used to slap a belt across my back the last time as much as I felt the sting on my face from the slap I’d just received.
As i pressed both hands over my left cheek, i couldn’t tell which hurt the most—having my bracelet crushed to worthless bits before I even got to try it on, or being slapped for no apparent reason.
“You f*****g cheap slut!” he yelled before throwing a bunch of pictures at me, he used so much force that some gave me painful paper cuts as they hit parts of my skin that were bare.
I didn't understand his anger though, I also didn't get why he was calli
