Chapter 8. Plan to Fight for Her Happiness and Freedom

Ellie's POV

Incredulous at my words, they both snarl at me. "What sort of package?" Her mother asks as they both stand on their feet beside each other. Nelly is beginning to shake.

"Nothing much. Just some garbage that is making my hose stink!" I say.

"And you think my daughter is a dumping site?" Her dangerous demeanor never scares me ever. Beside her, her miniature is almost peeing on her pants. She is shaking to her bones.

"Isn't she?" I challenge, and she looks at her daughter questionably. I tap my feet on the floor and walk over to my father's study before he starts interrogating me and Nelly about our dispute.

"Isn't there any chance that you three will ever try to get along?" My father implores as he closes the door to his study and walks to the adjacent swivel chair.

"I am the only child you will ever have, and my mother is gone as far as I know. Those witches are not my family, Papa. They will never be. Nonetheless, just