Chapitre 258: Kill! Kill! Kill!

They used to torture her for the hell of it.

The number of shocks, injections, and shavings she received was not small.

They deprived her of her sleep, carved away her sense of self, and chipped away at everything she held dearly about herself until she was nothing but an empty shell.

Too timid to kill herself, and too despondent to even dream of rebellion.

She was trapped.

Until the day that someone she always dreamed for came to save her.

She could still remember the horror and heartache in his eyes, and she feared that he would forever see her as this.

The vulnerable and helpless little victim.

But when she hugged him for the first time, all of those horrible little insecurities and nagging words seemed to fade into obscurity.

Mentally, she cried out for that very same relief to take her right now.

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