Chapter 110

Sylvie POV

Smack. I can feel the sting as he slaps me directly across the face. I put a hand to my cheek. His face is inches from mine and I can smell the sour taste of his breath. "You stupid bitch" he hisses, "where's the beer."

I had forgotten we were out. It was my job to keep the fridge fully stocked, but between school and studying it had slipped my mind. I guess I should be thankful that