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-

she said,

"That's mine," I protested.

clothes, glared. "Sabrina got soaked because

a smug smile playing on

apple pie." he

nose at my pie, declaring it

her own.

subsequent comment — that I

was the final straw.

My head throbbed.

takeout over

shoved me

got my towel and pajamas, handing them to Sabrina.

closing

he pinned me against the wall, his

the bathroom, wearing my pajamas, her eyes

won't bother Antonio anymore.

she said,

Pse she'd made countlesse

times.

smile offered

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