Capítulo 136: The Curse Girl

As I stood frozen in the dimly lit room, the suffocating stench of alcohol invaded my senses, poisoning the very air I struggled to breathe. Shadows danced ominously on the cracked walls, mirroring the chaos that unfolded before me. 

My name is Emilia—a young maiden with brown locks cascading down my shoulders, and eyes once filled with hope, now reflecting the pain etched within.

"You're a cursed child! " he bellowed, his voice dripping with contempt. With each blow that rained down upon me, the world seemed to tremble in unison, matching the intensity of the violence that shook my fragile frame. The force behind his fists carried the weight of all his anger and resentment, as if he sought to expunge the very essence of my being with every strike.