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.

to prison, he later died

biological mother had

sympathy, no pity. If anything, she thought death was

family, her adoptive mother and brothers tried to

to drain her

never gave them

had already built

from her adoptive family. She had no intention of helping them. No intention

for years-why should she lift a

She wasn't a saint.

touched her face, his heart aching. "Miss, none of that will ever happen again." Then he stood up, grabbed some

swelling has gone down

beaten, her face was badly

after a night of Pedro tending to her

said, "Miss doesn't like cold winters. How about Wiltspoon? Or Annenburg? It doesn't get too cold there, but summer lasts forever-seven

can turn on the air conditioner. But the

of everything she had endured as

suffer from frostbite

wasn't until she built her business and became wealthy that she finally had warmth-heated buildings,

never got frostbite

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