s, mounted on a cold marble wall in a quiet,

ice a low hiss beside my ear. "Think about the suff

ted my gaunt face, a ghos

oor. The cramping in my belly

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red, his hand gripping my shoulder, tight and painful. "The

up, making me lo

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display of his powe

cent Chloe, her eyes full of a sufferin

ch my jailer

ed, sharp and sudden. I bit m

care. He was lost in his own na

t you, Sarah? This ki

my gaze fixed on

d if she knew, somehow, the mo

g. A grim satisfactio

get nothi

he didn't even

e craved for his

my body, this broken, abused bod

my only weapon,