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#CHAPTER 68 Ken's father

"Wake up, bitch."

The slap to my face didn't hurt as much as Flicka thought it did. She was crowing in triumphant glee in her thoughts, which was ironically what grounded me in reality and allowed me to stay calm the second the slap woke me. Little did she know that I had been slapped by Elly and Maria so much when I was younger that I hardly cared about such trivial attacks anymore.

What I was more concerned and confused about was how I was back in human form. They must have forced me back into this shape at some point while I was unconscious. And they had shoved me into a loose hospital-gown like article, thin and drafty--

"I said, wake up!"

The second slap didn't faze me either, which only made Flicka even more frustrated. She knew I was conscious again. I had opened my eyes and was looking straight at her when she shouted again. What she was upset about was that I wasn't groveling and sniveling, and that threw her off so much she had no idea what to d

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