Master of his heart

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On the balcony, Tessa finally heard the commotion from the room. She quickly pocketed her phone. The video was her ace in the hole, not to be shared recklessly. It was to be kept safe.

Whenever she felt down, she’d watch it and enjoy how Aubree was defiled on the bed by several

men.

A smirk played on her cheeks as she entered the bedroom. “Sorry, I just couldn’t sleep and ended up flipping on the TV. Did I wake you, Andrew?”

Andrew didn’t speak, feeling a bitter tang in his chest. The urge to lash out was strong. He rubbed his temples, his voice flat. “Turn off the TV.”

For some reason, Tessa didn’t dare provoke him now. He was having nightmares, perhaps? He seemed so grim, his pallor ghastly.

She hurriedly shut off the TV and tiptoed to the bed, wrapping her arms around him. “Let’s just sleep.”

Andrew, fighting a wave of nausea, lay back down.

At the hospital.

surrounded Aubree, their expressions grim. Everyone knew what she had endured, but no one dared ask for

her wounds and assuring her that the missing tooth could be fixed, the doctors left

standing by, fought back tears. She would have rather endured

blinked her stinging eyes. Her body ached, and she was utterly speechless. Her throat felt like it was clogged.

time. Her voice was weak, and her body was drenched in sweat. Brielle stepped out to handle the hospital admission, leaving Aubree

to the en–suite bathroom to vomit. Her stomach burned as if on fire. Closing her eyes

gone for good, but the violation shadowed

the revolt of her body. It felt like breaking down, sinking into the mire, into the dark, where redemption

the room right away. Aubree had

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when she spotted Ricardo in the hallway. He looked shaken,

froze, staring at the colorful sweets in his palm, his face flushing. “Ms.

it. You’ve been through

her own struggle against immense pain. Still, she sought to comfort

Ms. Haywood, am I