Claudia's POV

Recently, I had a "guardian angel" at my side. The man who pushed me into the pool never went to class after that day. I heard he fell down the stairs at home and broke his leg. And the guy who put the plate on my head yesterday was hit on the head by something and got a dozen stitches at the hospital.

It had always been like this for the last few days. The bullies had been getting their comeuppance in one way or another. And there was always something delicious in my basement that smelled good and didn't belong to slaves.

Luck always came one after...