C93 A Plea For Forgiveness

ZYLIAH’S POV

"Let's head to the dining room. Dinner is being served," Grandma Charlotte announced, emerging from the corner she'd taken not quite long ago, and my stomach twisted with nerves.

Just then, the lady from the last time—the one who had slapped me and tried to humiliate me—entered the living room. She was still fully dressed, clearly just returning