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Chapter One Hundred And One

Author: Karen Chilotam
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-20 16:54:30

Sofia's POV

From my place on the bed, still chained and slick with his filth, I watched the door slam shut. A wave of despair washed over me. I had thought, foolishly, that things were getting better, that I was finally escaping this nightmare. How wrong I was. I closed my eyes, tears streaming down my face. I never thought I'd be in a place like this again. Never.

How stupid of me to think things were getting better. How could I be so naive? He didn't believe me, not for a second, about being set up. He just used it as an excuse to… to do that. At least he punished Elianna too, but it didn't make anything better. It didn't take away the feeling of utter violation.

He didn't believe Elianna was behind this. He just saw an opportunity to inflict more pain. My mind wandered, as it often did, to what might have been. If only my father hadn't borrowed that stupid four million from Theo. If only he hadn't gambled it away. If only… so many if onlys. My life would have been so different.

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