C20 Pain in his heart

"Get that bitch down here from her room! Drag her hair and make her crawl on her knees to this place, right now!" Mrs. Eleanor Miller ordered furiously as she stood up and empathically slapped the table with an open palm, which ended up stinging her palm painfully more than she had expected it to.

Dalton, who had watched the dining table feast go in disarray once again because of the same person