Chapter 30

I jump out of my skin when the door slams behind me and brings me back to reality with a bump. Daydreaming again while folding my laundry and flinch when Vanka strolls in, smoking a cigarette, and fills our room with the putrid choking smell of her bad habit. We’re supposed to have a house rule against smoking, but it’s not like Vanka ever does anything she’s ever told. “Do you mind?” I snap at her bitchily, wafting my hand in the air as the smoke curls towards me. Trying to stop it from invading my newly heightened senses and stifle a cough as it hits the back of my throat. “No, not really.” She blows a fresh wave right at me as she strolls past, sashaying her hips, and hits me with a sneer as she goes. I bite on my lower lip and ignore her before this turns nasty. She’s always been quick to aggression and left me with some pretty bad bruises and scrapes over the years. I know better than to start another fight with her. I sigh heavily and go back to what I’m doing, folding clothes on