Chapter 203

Other than whimpering in pain, Ella couldn't get a single word out. Tears streamed down her face like a waterfall, but Delia didn't even blink-completely indifferent. Compared to all the crap Ella had put her through over the years, compared to the scars she'd left on those patients at Oceanvale Psychiatric Center, a few injections were nothing, seriously. Delia calmly pushed the last of the sedative into Ella's arm, pulled the syringe out, then clapped her hands and stood up tall, looking down at her with open contempt. "This life? You don't even qualify to threaten me." She picked her tablet back up. "You think I care if you run your mouth about Curtis's legs? Be real. What exactly do you think we're scared of? But you..." With Edith out of the room, Delia didn't bother being subtle. She pulled up the video-the one with Ella front and center in all her "glory"-and held the screen in front of Ella's face. "Take a good look. Your expressions in here? Honestly, Oscar-worthy. Dare me to