"Hmm… did I poison your food, your drinks or your spoon?" Joanna trailed pretending to be in deep thoughts.
Seeing them in suspense and fear of their lives gave her a sense of satisfaction.
She has suffered so much in their hands for as long as she can remember. And now she has come back they want to still do the same thing, why?
Why should she always be the one to suffer? Why can't it be the other way around?
These are the questions that lead her to do what she did today and she is loving every bit of it.
"You evil witch, how dare you to poison us…,"
"Be careful ok because talking and moving will only accelerate the rate of the poison. Although you are still gonna die I still want to see you live even a minute more, my dearest stepsister," Joanna said smirking devilishly.
She used her index finger to push Laura on the forehead, causing her to lay back on the couch.
