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Chapter 48

Author: suzangill
last update publish date: 2026-09-25 22:30:52

I bit down on my lower lip so violently the skin split, desperately trying to stop the scream from tearing past my teeth as the heavy leather whip lashed down against my open palm.

*Crack!*

Then another.

The stinging iron cut deep into my flesh, drawing intersecting crosses of bright red blood across my raw skin.

My hands trembled violently. My vision blurred into a sea of swimming, painful light. But even as the agony flared straight up my arm, I refused to make a sound. I wouldn't give them t
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