ANA’S POV:- Leaving Theo in his crib, I went out with the three kids to face my punishment and as we were taught, we all came to stand in a row, straight and silent, waiting for the lesson. As always, Hector came out of their room with a cane in hand and swiped it once on a nearby wall for testing, making all of us flinch. Hector is a guy in her late forties, fat and disgusting. He works at a constriction site, and always reeks of alcohol. He has the heart of a monster that doesn’t feel pity for anyone. I don’t know how the child welfare services permit a man like him to foster. “Today we got a call from a teacher because apparently one of you is not doing your homework. And you know the rule. If you want to stay in this house you have to work, study and look after yourself or else... Ana, you know the drill. Get in place.” My body was quivering like I was freezing in fear. No matter who breaks the rule among us kids, I’ll always be the one to get punished because I’m the eldes
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