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CHAPTER FORTY NINE: Worst Birthday

“Oh Now I don’t know how to count?” My uncle screamed and before I could say Jack, he slapped me. “This is supposed to be Ten.” He said again, I had no idea, I had only wanted to leave that place in a hurry, I tried to explain to him but he didn’t listen until Sean stepped up.

“Come on now, She’s new. Don’t blame her.” Sean said, standing in front of me and my uncle calmed.

“You’re right. Get the son of a bitch that she delivered to over here.” He said to the other guys and they scurried off immediately, my uncle also left the room, leaving just I and Sean.

“I’m sorry about that.” Sean said, pulling me up and dusting my body for me.

“It’s fine.” I said, the slap still stung and I just walked back to my room.

“Worst birthday ever.” I said to myself as I winced, my cheek burns as a result of the slap and I placed a cold towel on it, walking to the mirror I checked my cheek and it was red, I kept massaging with the cold towel when I heard a knock on the door, the d
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