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.

he later died of a so-called

biological mother had arranged

no pity. If anything,

family, her adoptive mother and brothers tried

to drain

never gave them

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

had kept it a secret from her adoptive family. She had no intention of helping them. No intention of

had tormented her for years-why should she lift

She wasn't a saint.

again." Then he stood up, grabbed some ice, and

swelling has gone down a lot,"

had been beaten, her

night of Pedro tending to her with ice packs, the

Or Annenburg? It doesn't get too cold there, but summer lasts

on the air conditioner. But

of everything she had endured as

used to suffer from frostbite every

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

never got

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