Emily’s slap landed square on Amelia’s face, not off by a hair. She’d put everything she had into that hit—it cracked through the room like a whip.
Amelia froze, stunned. Then came the explosion—an ear-piercing scream as she lost it completely.
"YOU f*****g b***h! You hit me?! How dare you! I’ll kill you!"
She thrashed, trying to break free, lunging toward Emily like a rabid animal—but the two men holding her had been ordered to make sure the woman in that hospital bed didn’t suffer so much as a scratch. They didn’t let her move an inch.
Emily stared her down coldly, “That was for the slap you gave me.”
She hadn’t forgotten it—the moment Amelia struck her back at her grandmother’s house. That moment was burned into her memory. Emily wasn’t some saint. She believed in paying people ba
