Playing the Victim

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“I didn’t do anything to her; she just started hitting me, repeatedly.” I sobbed in Miriam's arms, caressing My cheek, which was tingling in pain—damn, why did I have to hit myself so hard?

“I saw the whole thing, love; she just never changed.” Miriam supported me. Well, I don't know what she was talking about but I was happy she was on my side. “She's so evil; she always hated you. Ev