Amelia POV.
I look around the room. The stench stinging my eyes.
“Wow, you really skimped on the cleaning. I mean, this is a far cry from that beautiful room we woke up in. Seriously, you need to hire a better maid.” I say with a chuckle as Fernando looks at me.
“Maybe I should make you clean it up with your tongue. So shut up!” He says before he backhands me in the face. My head whips to the side and I taste copper on my tongue. My mom shouts and struggles against her restraints.
I turn my head slowly to face him. I smile so he can see the blood on my teeth as it drips down my chin. I spit the blood in his face and start laughing.
“You’re so f*****g dead. Oh, this is going to be so f*****g fun.” I say as I lean my head back and look around the room. I look up and see him punch my mo
