(Ulva POV)
I gasped loudly after seeing my step mom slapping my step sister. That was just one thing that I haven't witnessed since I was born. I moved back a little bit from her, seeing the hard glare in Mia's eyes. She was gonna kill me. I made her own mother slap her.
"Why mom?" She asked. Yeah, why? I also wanted to know why she slapped her.
"Wash them yourself" she said and walked away. My gaze followed my step mother as she walked away. I diverted it back to Mia.
I didn't utter any words, I should admit, I enjoyed the slap. I turned and walked to my room. I closed the door and sat on the floor.
The bulb was dead already. There was no extra bulb in the house. I sighed deeply and threw my head back. This was never the life mom and dad wanted me to live. To be a slave to my step
