“What Are You Here For? Just To Stare? Do You Honestly Think You Can Afford To Shop Here?” My Sister Said Before Slapping Me In Front Of Our Parents. But Then A Man Walked In, Called My Name… And The Entire Room Fell Silent.

think because you’re pretty, you can just drift through life? You’re a dropout. A loser. You’re nothing but a servant, and it’s time someone reminded you of your place.”

SLAP.

The sound was like a gunshot. My head snapped to the side so hard I felt my neck crack. My cheek burned instantly, a bright red handprint blooming against my pale skin.

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