"I told you that you would disobey me, didn't I? And you proved me right. You can't even speak properly yet." He spits out.

"But that's fine. At least now I can torture you the way I wanted to."

She feels him grab her by the hair and push her head upwards. She closes her eyes tightly and waits for whatever he will throw at her next.

"Now, I'm gonna teach you how to talk properly." He whispers.

He pulls her to her feet, causing her to stumble forward.

"Your mother used to say that you were quite good at talking, that you talked well." He smirks.

"It took you...