The knock felt like a skull-splitting explosion.

Irritated, I flung the door open. "Leave the food!"

Before I could see the face, a slap landed on my cheek. "Grace, what's wrong? Bullying Sabrina again?"

Antonio stood there, Sabrina behind him.

My eyes were red and swollen. Clutching the takeout, I hung mu head, too exhausted to speak.

"We searched for hours! Why didn't you say you were home? Trying to mess with us?" Antonio demanded, grabbing my neck.

I gasped for air, my vision blurring as his anger poured forth.

"Sabrina got soaked. If she gets sick, are you responsible?"

He threw me to the ground.

Sabrina, in her special yellow bunny-

eared slippers entered.

-

slippers I'd been scolded for wearing, only for him to buy an identical pair-

said,

"That's mine," I protested.

got soaked because of you. Let her have

a smug smile playing

an apple pie." he

wrinkled her nose at my pie, declaring it too sweet, inferior

her own.

— that

was the final straw.

My head throbbed.

the takeout

shoved me

pajamas, handing them to Sabrina. "Are

closing

he pinned me against the wall, his

emerged from the bathroom, wearing my pajamas, her

bother Antonio

she said, repeating

Pse she'd made countlesse

times.

smile offered a

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