Chapter Eighteen– Anna’s lies

Ivanna’s POV.

Weeks went by and Jenny and I grew closer. Living here didn't feel like hell anymore, thanks to her. We spent all our time together, and the only time we were apart was whenever I had to go see Rocco.

It was another busy day in the Packhouse. Jenny and I had a lot of clothes to wash and we were on it when Mary walked up to us.

"You girls seem to be having the best time of your life," she sneered. As if that was true.

Ever since Jenny disobeyed her, she had been giving us piles of clothes to wash. We...