Chapter 41

Lizette cracked a chilly smile, strutted over, and swung her arm.

Ouch!”

The feather duster whacked Evelina’s arm hard, prompting a yelp as she dropped everything she was holding.

The feather duster kept coming for her, and Evelina, in agony, darted around the room in chaos. She hadn’t expected Lizetta to lay into her without so much as a word, and now she felt as if she was swelling up from hits to her hands, back, shoulders, and legs.

Cradling her head and shielding her face, she cursed furiously, “Lizetta, have you lost your damn mind? Back off, what gives you the right to hit me?”

Lizetta scoffed, “What happened to calling me ‘Sis‘? Should I just let the filth in the house fester and stink up the place? That reek coming off you, it’s strong enough to be smelled from miles away.”

Two more sharp lashed from Lizetta, putting her back into it. Evelina couldn’t take it anymore, she bolted from the dressing room with her head in her arms.

Lizetta’s chest heaved as she looked at the things Evelina had touched, feeling like last night’s dinner was about to come spewing up her throat.

She yanked out everything Evelina had touched from the drawer and tossed it into the trash. She came out of the dressing room, and found Evelina hadn’t left; she was by the bed, leaning over to tend to Remington.

“Remi, you’re sweating buckets. You’ll catch a cold. Let me help you out of these damp clothes.”

Lizetta felt a chill run down her spine, her voice sharp as ice.

“Get your filthy hands off!”

a frightened Evelina let go, but at that moment, the groggy man in bed reached out and

her feet had been nailed to the floor. The room turned dark before her eyes, yet

“Remington, you’re awake?”

closer, not forgetting to shoot Lizetta

home, her sanctuary.

fought the

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who’s human and who’s a ghost here?”

soporific, and he hadn’t been resting well

voice and movement. Assuming it was

eyes staring back at him, Remington began to

confused about

“Ah! My stomach, the baby. Remington, Lizetta pushed me and I hit my belly; it hurts

quickly got out of bed and helped Evelina sit on

Her sleeve slid up, revealing red welts, as she looked

with the feather duster a couple of times, Remington; what if something happens to the baby? I’m so scared.”

he glared coldly at Lizetta, his voice filled with anger, “Who told you to hit her? Lizetta, what’s gotten

her space and sicken her, and

me over for what? To be humiliated?

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