Samantha
Damien dragged my hand and I was forced to face him. He glared at the cut on my finger and he pushed it into a bowl of water.
"How could you be so careless?!" He nagged as he dabbed at the cut with Raphael's handkerchief.
I glanced at the little cut on my finger before diverting my gaze to the maid that was arrogant and bossy to me. Her face was filled with jealousy already and she walked away angrily.
"I'm fine," I said, and I moved my hand away from Damien's as I walked out of the kitchen. I didn't want to create a scene because of the little cut I have on my finger.
I sighted Ma. Ziza approached me and a resounding slap hit my face. I felt my face become hot as tears were at the bridge of falling from my eyes.
"You were ordered to slice the onions, why are you out of the
