Flashback.
Jenny's POV.
My life has never been peaceful since I was a child. I was always mistreated by my own mother. She bullied me every day at any chance she got. Growing up, I never knew what it meant to be loved. My mother was a bitter soul from the pit of hell.
“Jenny,” Mother screamed my name. "Bastard, come here right now!"
Gosh, she is back again. I quickly ran out of my room to answer the call.
“Mother. I am here.” She was sitting on the sofa with her boyfriend. They were both kissing.
“b***h, you dare spoil my mood and fun.” She threw her shoes at me. "Are you sick of living?"
I thought she was the one who called for me. Why was she angry with me again?
“I am sorry,” I apologized. I looked down. I dare not look into her eyes. I was scared and shaking like a leaf. I was
