**Natalie Jackson**
I stood aside, looking from my husband to my sister as Frank asked her if she was alright.
“No, Frank! Allow me to go home. Natalie must rot in jail today!” Amelia sobbed, and Frank tried to convince her not to leave our house, but she refused.
"I’m a model, Frank! Look at what your stupid wife did to me!" Amelia turned her hands for Frank to see the bruises the cane had caused.
“She dared to flog me just because I came here to visit you guys.”
“Did I invite you? Leave here, you b***h, and go back to our father's house! Aren't you ashamed of yourself for lusting after your sister’s husband? Are we on good terms that you would claim you came here to visit us? Do I need your pathetic apologies?” I barked at Amelia, and her eyes narrowed at me.
“You won’t get away wi
