Becoming Sophia (13)
I gaped up at Adelind, stunned that she had struck me in anger and I hadn’t even done anything!
“I can’t believe you,” she hissed in my face. I was tempted to wipe her spit away, but too scared to do anything. “You should be ashamed of yourself! You will be punished for this!”
“Punished?!” I exclaimed in disbelief. “You’re not my father!”
“No, I’m not. You’re father is dead!” She snarled and I flinched at the cold detachment in her tone. “I am stuck as your stepmother and yes, you will be punished.”
“What about her?!” I yelled and pointed at Margarete, sitting there with a “pity-me-I-just-got-abused-for-no-reason” sort of look in her eyes and I knew that that was the wrong thing to say.
“You dare insinuate that my daughter had something to do with your disobedience?”
“What disobedience?! I haven’t done anything wrong!”
“You didn’t do what you were supposed to and, when confronted about it, you harrassed my Margarete!”
“This is horse shit!”
Another slap and I shut up, simply glaring at Adelind.