For over a decade, these people had maintained a firm grip on Mandy, biding their time until she reached adulthood so they could mold her into their puppet. There were not chances they would simply release her with ease.

Cherise, peering through the iron door, bore witness to the agonizing sight of Mandy. She was clutching her head, relentlessly slamming it against the wall, and a profound sense of unease welled up within Cherise.

Cherise couldn’t help but reminisce about the past, back when she first encountered Mandy at Sequoia. She remembered how persistently Mandy had referred to her as ‘Sister. Cherise herself was only a nineteen-year-old girl, engrossed in thoughts of studying and exams.

that she had never known family or friends, living an isolated and lonesome life for all

bit her lip, her thoughts unexpectedly drifting towards

had the support of friends like Jacob and Lennon. In contrast, Mandy had Cherise as her only ally, a

Jacob commented,

and check on

a heavy heart, Jacob retrieved a key and

basement was an oppressive, damp, and dim space despite Jacob’s efforts to illuminate it

she proceeded to Mandy, and with a crouched posture, she

and her entire body was on the ground, limp and still trembling from the ordeal. She

ached deeply. Reaching out, she took Mandy’s hand, which was covered in chipped nails and stains of blood. The warmth of Cherise’s

head from

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