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,

throat closed up. Unable

at his bloodied left eye in shock. Her safety was the

this. What had they ever done wrong to deserve

crippled with

marry Amelia off to Christopher, Charles would not try to get

the past, Charles paid no attention

the Thompsons so that he could

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

blood, rolled down his cheek. The only

carried her in his arms, but Amelia put up

"Let's break up, Steve."

a daze. "Amelia, don't say that. I will never

break up.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255