"Mia, stop crying, honey."

"It's useless anyway, isn't it? I got hurt by her stepfather, and she blabbed about it to everyone. Now everyone's whispering and

pointing behind my back. Crying won't change a damn thing. I might as well be dead. Why did you even bother saving me? Just let

She cried with a voice pitched into hysteria, and bolted from the bed, racing toward the window with the desperate intent to jump.

Sharon caught her in the nick of time, feeling her heart pounding with fear. "That's not what I meant, baby. Didn't I just send that

witch to the police station? Don't worry, I'll pull sstrings to make sure she stays locked up for a good long while."

As soon as the words left her mouth, the hospital room door swung open, and Fitch stepped in.

Mia had always been terrified of her brother, so she shrank back at the sight of him; her eyes, already swollen from crying, puffed

up even more.

"Brother, please, I don't want you to marry someone like her. Please don't stay with her. If you do, what will becof me."

Her voice trailed off as she spoke; the weight of her misery was evident in her eyes.

Consumed with hatred, she felt like a caged beast ever since she'd been brought back, ready to lash out and destroy everything at

any given moment.

In a twisted exchange, she'd traded her self-destructive behavior for Zoey's incarceration. To her, it felt worth it.

No one would ever know the truth; they would only see her as the victim.

dark corner, Mia's lips curled into a

on purpose that day. She couldn't help it; just looking at Zoey reminded her

and the vile man

she was desperate for an outlet, and

appeared to have lost

sneer, and she dismissed the servants

boiling water. And

protest; she had her orders. She was to play the nanny and keep Mia pleased, otherwise she'd never

free.

Zoey complied without resistance; she just heated a cup of water in the kitchen and carefully placed

before Mia.

stood up, noting with satisfaction how Zoey's hands

this. Being my maid is your punishment. My brother said as long as I don't kill anyone, it's all good.

him? You're nothing

was painfully aware of her

the kettle of boiling water from the kitchen with

If you drop it, I'll

the water into the glass Zoey was grasping with her palms.

hot liquid, causing Zoey

the cup was filled and the water overflowed, scalding drops

instantly.

Mia felt the beast within her roar

to

line, and her brows were beaded with sweat

could she say? The Haskins family had cast her in this role of sin-bearer, and her voice was too weak to

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