My dad paused with a strange look when he heard what Fiona said while she wore a twisted, triumphant grin. As soon as my dad spoke, her expression started to harden, and her hands, which had been struggling against my dad's grip, slowly dropped to her sides.“You can treat my daughter like that, so why can't I do the same to you?”After being forcefully shoved away, she grabbed the fruit knife from the bedside and pressed it against my neck.“D-Don’t come any closer! If you do, I’ll kill her!”My dad froze, not daring to provoke the already deranged Fiona. She laughed. Her laughter carried a mix of madness and sorrow as she looked at my dad, her eyes filled with hatred when they turned to me.“Sophie, why do you get to be born into a good family and have a loving dad? Why can’t I live such a good life?”She waved the knife around. Her eyes were wild with insanity.“I know you didn’t seduce Damon, but I refuse to believe you’re his daughter. So I carved those words on your fa
Seeing me like this, Claire took the initiative and knelt down, bowing her head in hopes that I would let her go. Sara followed suit, and when they saw my dad guarding the door outside, Fiona dropped to her knees. The sounds of their kowtowing echoed in the hospital room while I coldly regarded the three faces filled with hatred.Back then, no matter how much I begged to be released, it only resulted in endless torment multiplied a thousand times.I watched everything unfold before me, their foreheads swollen and bruised, a hint of black color showing."Stop it."Just as they had hoped, I called for them to cease, and relief flashed in their eyes. I told them to come closer, gently stroking the swollen areas before pressing down hard. Caught off guard, they cried out in pain, and I raised my finger to their lips.“Shh. This is a hospital. It needs to be quiet.”So they covered their mouths in agony and shook their heads. I smiled as I pressed down once more, then again.
A few minutes later, Fiona's face had cuts that resembled mine.Even her chest was ripped open, with the word “slut” carved into it.Seeing that I did not stop them, they became even bolder, tearing off Fiona’s clothes.“Why are you wearing something that doesn’t belong to you? Do you think you deserve it?!”Fiona glared at them with a hatred that could almost devour them whole.I grew weary of witnessing the disturbing scene of dogs fighting each other and commanded them to cease.“I can let you off the hook.”They hurriedly expressed their gratitude but froze like statues when they heard my following words.“Fiona, do you want to let them go? I can help you sue them.”I smiled at them, watching the malice flashing in Fiona’s eyes.“I remember it was you who slashed me. They’re just accomplices. But it wouldn’t be fair for you to serve time alone for your crime. I found you two partners. Do you want to sue them?”“I’d like to sue them!”Fiona's voice was sharp and resolute
My mom passed away early, and my dad worked hard to raise me on his own. He never sought a new partner because he was worried a stepmother might not treat me well.When I went to college, I heard he started dating someone my age. Although I initially teased him as a ‘cradle robber’, as soon as I found out that she was a good person who could be there for him, I was in.Fiona Reeves, my roommate, noticed I was around and emphasized. She claimed her rich boyfriend was going to introduce her to his family soon, and they were going to get married. She even smiled and said she would treat us to dinner next time. Of course, her invitation did not include me. Our relationship had been strained for ages over lifestyle clashes and other issues.I was busy applying my makeup when I saw a message from my dad; I quickly took my tablet to reply.[When will you be here, sweetheart?] After I sent a reply, I looked up to see Fiona glaring at me with a dark expression as though she wanted to
Fiona seemed convinced of something. She shouted loudly as she kicked at me, who was struggling to break free.“I saw him transferring you so much money. How low can you be? You must’ve seen all the pricey gifts my boyfriend gives me on social media and thought you could just slide in and flirt with him on the side!”I did not pay much attention to social media, so I had not changed my dad's contact info or seen Fiona’s posts, leading to today's big misunderstanding.However, I knew deep down that if I found out my dad was dating Fiona after three months, there would not be a future for them from the start.My dad used to avoid remarrying out of fear that a stepmother might mistreat me. Now, he could choose not to be with Fiona because of my words.Besides, Fiona had never hidden the fact that she juggled multiple college relationships. She even bragged about how popular she was every day in the dorm.She had no shame in pretending to be so devoted to my dad. I glared at her in a
I had never felt such humiliation before. When I was a child, my health was not great, and my dad pampered me to no end, terrified that I might fall or get hurt. Now, his girlfriend was cutting my face with a knife, making me look hideous.Tears streamed down my face, yet Fiona and the others saw it as proof of their success. They took pictures with me and laughed heartily. The crowd at the door continued to grow larger and larger. They pointed at me and gossiped, looking at me with a mix of sympathy and ridicule.“I can’t believe the top student is such a terrible person. Looks like being smart doesn’t mean you’re a good person.”“Ever since Fiona landed that rich boyfriend, she’s been flaunting it non-stop. No wonder she’s attracted all these vain people.”“I thought Sophie’s outfits were expensive because her family was wealthy. Turns out God is fair. She’s getting what she deserves.”“Like, if you have a sugar daddy who is rich, then you cannot be seen wearing cheap clothe
Fiona charged at me again, slapping me hard across the face, the pain igniting the cut from the knife. I clenched my fists in agony. She looked at me and burst into laughter, reveling in my humiliation as she yanked my hair and dragged me outside.“This girls’ dorm is too good for you. You should be taken to a restaurant so everyone on campus can see what a mess you are!”Her heart was so wicked it made me sick, and I struggled against her grip, the horrifying images playing in my mind, leaving me feeling numb and on the verge of collapse. When my mouth was finally freed, I angrily shouted, “I’m Damon’s daughter!”When Fiona and her friends heard me, they paused for a moment, their laughter faltering. Then, with a sly glint, Fiona burst into laughter again. “Do you think I’m stupid? My boyfriend’s last name is Malone. You’re a Meyer! You can’t even lie convincingly. What a pathetic liar! You always act all studious, but you’re just a shameless piece of trash.”“Ugh, this is s
I painfully lifted my head, and as soon as my dad saw me, his expression twisted into a terrifying snarl, his veins bulging.He flung Fiona aside and rushed toward me, a mix of concern and anger etched on his face. “Sweetheart, who did this to you?!”“Calling her ‘Sweetheart’ right now? Do you even care about my feelings, Damon?”However, my dad ignored her completely, swiftly shedding his suit jacket and draping it over my shoulders. His gaze swept across the crowd, and it was icy and intimidating.“Shut the hell up! Who did this to my daughter? Step forward now!”My mind was hazy, but when I realized it was my dad, the tears flowed uncontrollably.“It was your precious girlfriend, Fiona!”“Fiona Reeves! What a wicked heart you have!”My dad picked me up gently, but without a moment’s hesitation, he kicked Fiona with all his strength, showing no mercy. She went flying back, crashing into a tree and bouncing off it, screaming in pain.However, when she realized I was indee