Kathryn had fought back.

At first, when her adoptive brothers beat her, she resisted with everything she had.

They were older and stronger, but she refused to go down without a fight. She threw anything she could get her hands on at them.

One time, she even grabbed a hatchet and chased them across the village.

They were terrified.

Even when her adoptive mother tried to punish her on their behalf, Kathryn didn't back down-she raised the hatchet and swung at her, too.

Her defiance finally shocked them into submission.

After that, they never dared to lay a hand on her again.

But she still had to live in that house, relying on them for food and shelter. The abuse didn't stop-it just took different forms. She was always hungry, always cold, never given decent clothes or a proper place to sleep.

And her adoptive father, the man who had brought her into that family, never once stepped in. He never defended her.

Kathryn hated him the most.

sent to prison, he later died of

Kathryn knew the truth-her biological mother had

If anything, she thought death was too easy for

returned to the Farrell family, her adoptive mother

to drain her

gave them

time she reunited with the Farrells, she had already built a successful business and was

her adoptive family. She had no intention of

for years-why should she lift

She wasn't a saint.

"Miss, none of that will ever happen again." Then he stood up, grabbed some ice, and carefully pressed it against

has gone down

been beaten,

a night of Pedro tending to her with ice packs, the redness

winters. How about Wiltspoon? Or Annenburg? It doesn't get too cold

for a moment. "If it's too hot, we can turn on the air conditioner. But the

she had endured as a child, but winter

used to suffer from frostbite

her business and became wealthy that she finally had warmth-heated buildings, a car

never got

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