Author’s POV“P…please, stop,” the woman whimpered. Her voice cracked as tears streamed down her cheeks. The pain was unbearable; she could barely breathe. At last, Elena loosened her grip and let go. The woman fell forward, coughing, clutching her neck where deep red marks were forming.“I heard your mother’s in the hospital,” Elena said, her tone cold and measured as she began arranging her torture tools neatly on the table, blades, wires, and sharp metal instruments that gleamed under the light. “Cancer, right? My husband paid her medical bills. If you weren’t sleeping with him, why would he do that?”The secretary’s eyes widened in terror. “No… please, I swear, I’m not sleeping with him. When he found out my mom was sick, he just, he just wanted to help. That’s all.”Elena turned to her slowly, her lips curling into a mocking smile. “And you couldn’t say no?”The woman’s lips trembled, but before she could respond, a cold voice echoed in Elena’s mind, sharp, piercing, and unmista
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