Hugo stared at the dog tooth in my hand. His lips trembled violently.I had once begged Hugo to give it back to me.During those dark, hopeless days, it had been the only thing that kept me alive.But back then, he refused to listen to a single word I said. Instead, he slapped me again and accused me of pretending to be pitiful just to gain sympathy to frame Quiana.“Take her back to her room.”Theo took a deep breath and forced himself to stay calm.Their attitude toward me had noticeably softened.At the very least, the bodyguards no longer dragged me around like I was a piece of trash.They took me back upstairs.The moment the bedroom door opened, I finally let out a long sigh of relief.To be honest, I never wanted to go through those hellish days in the basement or out in the snow ever again.That night, I went to my brothers and carefully told them that I wanted to move back into my old room.Theo sat on the couch with a deep frown.He looked at me for a long time.
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