Abby

My body feels as though it doesn’t belong to me as I stalk to the breakroom. I

feel like a puppet on strings that have been cut, like my limbs are made of lead

and my body might give out from beneath me at any moment.

When I’m alone in the breakroom once again, though, I can’t contain my fury

any longer.

“Dammit!” The word explodes out of my mouth, and without thinking, I whirl

around and let my shoe connect with the wall. There’s a faint but satisfying

crack, and when I pull away, there’s a slight dent where I unleashed my rage.

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It’s almost laughable, seeing how small the dent is. It’s like my own body won’t

even do what I want, let alone the ingredients on that stage out there.

My mind is whirling with so many thoughts that I barely even register the door

creaking open. But then that venomous voice, that voice that I’ll hear in my

nightmares for years to come, slices through the air like an arrow whizzing past

my ear.

“Oh, Abby,” Daniel says, the sneer audible in his voice without me even having

to look at him. I can picture him without even turning around, that horrendous

his lips. “Having a little tantrum, are

Daniel,” I hiss, leaning on the

him.

he just chuckles. “What?” he says, coming closer now.

concerned, aren’t I?”

but it seems

resolve beginning

maybe it really should’ve been you dropping out,

would have saved you

my nails digging into my palms despite the sting of

earlier. The pain anchors me, if only a little. I can’t

letting him

he continues, relentless as ever, his words

it’s fitting, isn’t it? You never belonged

a—”

to face him, my eyes ablaze, my heart pounding in

next is

slut who belongs in the bedroom,

culinary world,” he hisses.

of

I close the distance between us, my eyes shooting daggers

with the force of my anger,

an even worse excuse for a

smile only widens, that infuriating, cocky

“Struck a

in my arm tense. Before I can stop myself, I’m stepping closer,

raised, my hand poised to

rat, a cockroach,

and Karl, but he laughed while doing it, and now

spit slurs in my face like

quickly glances at my raised

flicker of doubt in his gaze, the realization that he

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