Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 40

So, it turned out that brats just needed to be disciplined. Look how well-behaved he was now.

On Monday, Yvonne returned to school. With only three of them in the dorm room and both Tina and Luna now afraid to provoke her, life was relatively peaceful.

When the weekend came, she went back to the Spencer estate. The house was buzzing with activity. A manager from a luxury boutique had brought over a dozen couture gowns for Teresa and Queena to choose from for Mrs. Gonzalez’s birthday party.

“Yvonne, you’re just in time! We’re picking out dresses for the party,” Queena said, taking Yvonne’s hand as if they were the closest of sisters.

Yvonne yanked her hand away. “Queena, weren’t you supposed to be moving out? A week has gone by, and you’re still here.”

Queena’s eyes immediately filled with tears. Teresa rushed to comfort her. “Yvonne, you and Queena are both my daughters. You will both stay here with me. No one is leaving.”

“So, she wasn’t serious about moving out after all,” Yvonne sneered. “You really are a hypocrite, Queena.”

“That’s enough,” Teresa interrupted. “It’s Mrs. Gonzalez’s party tonight. We can’t be late. Just pick a dress.”

The rack held more than a dozen exquisite gowns. Queena chose a shimmering gold mermaid dress, pairing it with a priceless diamond necklace that made her look like royalty.

Teresa selected a white, puffy-sleeved dress for Yvonne. It was conservative and modest, perfectly designed to hide the scars on Yvonne’s body and prevent her from embarrassing the family.

Just as she said it, Queena let out a sharp cry of pain.

Verna turned to see Yvonne, who had been walking behind them, suddenly reach out and yank a fistful of hair from Queena’s head. Queena clutched her scalp, her face white with pain.

“Yvonne, what are you doing?” Verna demanded angrily.

Yvonne looked down at the lock of hair tangled in her fingers. Perfect, she thought. Now I have a sample for the DNA test.