Chapter 53 Confrontations

• "Show time is over! Get your lazy conny arse up and explain what sort of games you are playing, Ellie!" I squeal as I stroll to her, ready to drag her out of the bed by the hair if she dares to keep acting up.
• To my astonishment, the bitch peels the duvet off her in a flash, jerking herself up and tapping her imprints on the floor, swinging her head from side to side like a lunatic.
• I knew it. It was all a show. What is the gambling on? What is all this for?