"Come with me now, prison will ruin your pretty face," Kayla said, tightening her grip on Betty's wrist.
Hazel, who was being taken away again, started laughing again, making Betty grit her teeth in frustration.
Betty remained standing there, stunned. Kayla looked at her with a frown, then her eyes lit up. "Don't be so shy. I know I'm beautiful, and your face is… well, okay."
Saying it, she started dragging her with more strength.
Betty's eyes dimmed as she was dragged along, her expression dead inside.
'Has this woman ever looked in a mirror in her entire life?'
She glanced over her shoulder, noting the direction Hazel and Maria were being taken. Her jaw tightened, thinking whether to run or plan something.
"See this?" Kayla said proudly, stopping in front of a tall building, gesturing at the area ahead. "This will be our home, pretty boy."
Betty: "…"
'Our home? What does she mean our? No, no, no… don't tell me this woman actually likes thin boys. Nooo.'
