*Zefra's POV*
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I am catching my breath as I open the door of our house, and I hurriedly went to my room while slipping off of my shirt.
Thankfully, I am still alive, and she spared the going to jail part for now. Damn, I am messed up. But yeah, I'm ready to make my name clean, and I just hope that she would forgive me.
Then, I slipped in a sweater and put a scarf around my neck. And, I'm ready to go to my new job.
I am about to head out of my room when I suddenly felt that I need to pee. Alright, I'll do it quickly.
As I stepped inside the bathroom, I stopped to look at the mirror. Then, my mouth dropped to see my rosy left cheek. And, I winced as I touched the side of my lip.
"Damn, she has a heavy hand," I muttered under my breath as I felt the cut stings.
After I did my thin
