Sabrina's POV
Zander forced himself on me last night. To keep him from hating me, I was willing to take this secret to my grave.
But my mother... she was using the most despicable, low-down methods to completely flaunt my worthlessness right in front of him.
The absolute despair inside me magnified infinitely.
I knew it too well. This woman was never going to change.
Even if the day came when my body completely withered away and I died from my terminal illness, it would absolutely never awaken even a single shred of her conscience.
"Please, don't go to Zander ever again... I'm begging you, okay? I'll get you the money. I'll get a job, I'll go to the black market and sell my blood... I'll give you the money..."
I completely broke down. My legs lost all their strength, and I slid weak
