All I could feel towards the both of them was resentment and bitterness. Coupled with the pain that shot through my veins was my uneven breathing, as I couldn't take it anymore. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I bit my lip hard to stop myself from crying out loud.

The red-haired lady bent over and laughed; she was enjoying the hell I was going through. How I wish I could wipe that smug look off her face; I'd be delighted.

“How are you loving that?” She asked, still wearing ...