The doctor arrived swiftly, pumping her stomach, prescribing medications, hooking her up to an IV, and asking someone to heat up

a bowl of plain oatmeal.

"Mr. Haskins, her stomach condition is quite severe," the doctor warned in a clinical yet concerned tone. "For the next few months,

she should steer clear of anything spicy. For one month, she'd better only take in oatmeal, nothing rich or heavy."

Fitch wasn't sure whether he took in the doctor's words, his gaze lingering on Zoey's slender wrist.

When had her wrists gotten so thin that the veins stood out stark against her pale skin?

"Got it."

His response was tinged with impatience.

No sooner had the doctor left than his phone blared to life; it was a call from his mother, Sharon.

"Where are they?! Where the hell are they?! I want them locked up for good!"

Sharon's fury was palpable. She had always doted on Mia, her daughter, and now, knowing she was in trouble, she'd gladly tear

Zoey's family apart.

She'd been caring for Mia all day. Mia hadn't been causing a fuss, but nightmares plagued her, waking her up, claiming that she

was ruined.

Sharon was ready to rip Zoey's family limb from limb.

"Fitch, what about those two? Don't hand them over to the cops. I want them to suffer."

"My guys are on it."

Sharon breathed a sigh of relief, her teeth nearly grinding to dust. "And Zoey? Mia said she was behind it all. Where is she?"

had Zoey's fingerprints all over it,

never let this

drifted to Zoey, who

of what Mia had gone through,

look into

to look further, Mia heard those two talking! Hand Zoey over

Sharon's

sent her over; let her stay with you for

only you

Sharon's voice faded, the doorbell echoed through the

the maid had

the maid found tonight's

a hat pulled down over her swollen eyes, Mia switched shoes at the door

on Zoey, who was leaning

froze, then she charged

is this bitch in our house?!

these past two days, but the sight of Zoey

nearby vase, Mia hurled it at Zoey without

Fitch grabbed

Mia struggled fiercely.

kill her!

shrill and grating,

commotion, her

face twisted with rage, teeth sinking into Fitch's

made him let go, and Mia lunged

ruined

an IV, felt her stomach

tried to push Mia away but was

Zoey's neck;

of life and death, one’s unexpected

shoved Mia away, only to receive a stinging slap across

"You deserve to

her cheek, found the situation absurd. Was she in debt to the Haskins from a past

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