CHAPTER 14

Apart from Dad, Aunt Martha was the only one who considered me a part of the family. Since childhood, whenever Grandma locked me up or starved me unjustly, she would sneak in food for me. She treated me like a daughter when others were absent.

"Aunt Martha, you heard everything, right?" I shrugged her shoulder, wondering why she hadn't said anything yet. She stood still with the tray of food in her hands, her eyes darting at me, then at Grandma, then back at me again.

She walked forward, freeing herself from my grasp, and dropped the tray beside Grandma before she began to speak.

"Hear what, Elizabeth?" My eyes widened in awe, my ears couldn't believe what she had said.

"Aunt Marth—"

"At this point, I think you need to stop. You're being selfish," she blurted out.

"But, Aunty— I was certain you heard."

"Is the damage you've caused not enough? Don't involve me in your mess. How shameless can you be, Elizabeth?" She pointed at me with a disappointed look.

I watched as the