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Chapter 15 (i)

Warily, I moved forward to take the bottle. From the corner of my eyes, I caught Matt staring in at us but the moment our gazes met, he turned his back to the television. He appeared restless, a contrast to his typical indifference whenever our mother fell into a mood.

“If that boy turns up with the police, you won’t be able to recognise yourself after. Drink it.”

My lips parted to ask the incendiary word ‘what’ but self-preservation kept my lips firmly pressed shut. Instead, I looked over at her with plaintive eyes despite the futility of such an act. Begging only ever encouraged her.

Drink it!”

I raised the bottle to my lips, my hand shaking so terribly that I worried I would spill more than I consumed. In her current state of mind, she would no doubt take it as wilful defiance then the real trouble would start.

Looking at my mother, I could see there would be no mercy. She waited for me to down the contents of the bottle, her pati

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