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Treated like trash.

Evie's POV

"Miss Evie!" The Omegas at the mansion all screamed my name and crowded around me when they saw that I was now around.

"Thought you were supposed to be gone for a whole week?" Grace questioned me.

"Well, the Alpha decided that we need to be back because he would like to torture somebody," I answered with a sigh.

"Which one of you didn't clean this window still?!" The man yelled.

All of us rushed to the living room and saw him examining his fingers as if he had just touched a poop.

"Who?!" He yelled again. Every one of the Omegas cowered in front of him, losing their smile instantly. "In fact, I don't want to know. None of you are allowed to eat for two days!" He stormed. With that, he walked to his room.

"Oh, no." One of them cried.

"I was sure we cleaned everywhere," Grace cried. She cleaned her eyes with her hands. "How did he see the dirt then?"

I moved to the window sill the man claimed he got the dirt from. My finger swiped over the surface. When I took it closer to
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