I started to shake, walking up to Conner,
raising my hand to slap him.
<
“Conner, that was the only thing Luke had left
for me.”
“Didn’t you hide it? What’s your true self? You
killed my mother.”
Conner covered his face and looked at me
fiercely.
“Luke should’ve died years ago.”
Harold came in, his face dark, he gently
touched Conner’s face.
Connor seldom received praise, at this
moment he was over–joyed, proud of his
actions.
“Have the housekeeper follow you to art
class, now go back to your room.”
Harold gave the order without remorse.
1 couldn’t believe what I was hearing, Harold
was going to allow Conner to go to art class.
Looking at Conner, he glared at me and went
to his room.
This was scary, so scary.
Is Harold training Connor like an animal? The
only way to get what you want is to be nice
and obedient.
I hugged my head, falling to the ground.
Harold, putting his arms around Linda,
noticed that something was wrong, and came
to grab me.
<
“Riley, does losing his thing hurt you that
much?”
I tried to push Harold, but couldn’t.
I bit him, the blood filling my mouth.
“Riley, I am so happy, from now on you’ll
leave your mark on me.”
