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Daughter of the Devil

“Cursed child? Daughter of the Devil?... Why would she say all those hurtful words to me? What have I ever done to her?” Clara asked, her voice trembling with hurt and confusion.

“I... I don't know. She's just going crazy, it doesn't mean anything,” Mathias said, trying to comfort her.

“But her eyes... they were filled with fear and hatred when she looked at me. It was as if she really believed what she was saying about me,” Clara said, her eyes welling up with tears.

“Just because she believes it doesn't make it true. You're not a cursed child, or a she-wolf, or the daughter of the Devil. No daughter of the Devil could be as beautiful as you,” Mathias said, trying to make her smile.

Clara managed a brief smile before the troubled look returned to her face.

“I don't know. I just feel--” she started to say before Mathias interrupted her.

“Enough of the crazy talk from an old, sick woman who probably can't even remember her children's names anymore. We were having so much fun befor
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