Kenneth swept his eyes over my body like he was inspecting a piece of merchandise. Satisfied with what he saw, he smirked.He said, "Stella, you belong to me from now on."Then, he glanced at Mom's pathetic figure and said in a sinister tone, "If this old hag ever upsets you again, I'll take care of her myself."Mom staggered to her feet, trembling and desperate to escape this nightmare. Of course she had thought about who mutilated Winona so cruelly. The biggest suspect could only be Kenneth.But then again, she didn't have the courage to confront him. So, she directed all her rage onto me, convincing herself that I was the one who ruined her precious Winona.Winona stared at something, or rather someone, behind Kenneth in terror. Following her line of sight, I saw my seven-year-old nephew, Sonny.He looked at Winona's limbless body and smiled sweetly. "Great. Now, Mommy can't run away anymore."Then, he turned to me with confusion. "Do you want to be like Mommy, too, Aunt Stel
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