Susie fell flat, the impact of this hit being stronger than the first.
"Let's throw her in the pot already." Elias said, irritated. "She does not have anything useful to say."
Sienna tapped his arm slowly. "I know. But I still wanted to hear her out for a moment. Call it closure for any residual feelings." She looked at Susie without any warmth in her eyes. "Did you have to take it this far? Did you have to target my child?"
Susie laughed, laying on the ground where she had landed. "How else was I supposed to make you feel pain?" Her voice became shrill and loud, "Why? Why did you get lucky? Your family was the poorest in our neighborhood. Your mother was a farm worker that earned pennies. Other children were unwilling to be your friends.
