Charles carried Amelia into the room, took off her clothes, and violated her while she shifted in and out of consciousness.

Amelia was aware of her surroundings, but she was too weak to open her eyes or fight back.

Her situation only made things worse.

She would rather be unconscious or dead.

With her thoughts filling her mind, Amelia cried and let out a grunt of despair while struggling to break free from Steven's arms.

"Don't touch me! Don't!"

"Look at me, Amelia. Look at me. Who am I?" Steven held her with all his might as tears filled his eyes.

He felt as though his chest was cut open and his heart was pulled out. He clenched his fists, digging his nails into his palms.

The familiar voice in her ear lit her dead eyes with a tiny sparkle.

to face the truth, Amelia

Unable to speak,

Amelia stared at his bloodied left eye in shock. Her safety was the last thing on

not deserve this. What had they ever

was crippled with rage for

if Wyatt did not try to marry Amelia off to Christopher, Charles would not try to get

paid no

clearly to befriend the Thompsons so that he

take you away now, Amelia. I'll take you

down his cheek. The only thing on Steve's mind was to take Amelia

but Amelia

"Let's break up, Steve."

Amelia's pale face in a daze. "Amelia, don't say that. I will never

break up. I'm

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