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I turned to the maid whose face was already scrunched up more than it was, like a storm cloud about to unleash thunder.

"You're sure a damn witch you Omega!" She yanked my hair, swiftly pulling me from the door. "Explain how you took the food?" She breathed, her voice thick with anger.

I racked my brain trying to think of which food. It probably couldn't be the food I took in a cellophane bag, right?"

"Ahh!" I screamed in agony as she pulled my hair harder. I could feel my hair coming ...