CHAPTER NINETY SEVEN

Amelia's screams filled the empty basement as the whip came in contact with her back. She'd lost count of how many times she'd been beaten.

The whip hit her back again as if left a deep mark, with blood surfacing.

She wanted it all to stop, the punishment was too much. She should have just died.

“Please…stop…” she cried as the beefy man lashed her again.

“You need to be strong.” His voice resounded in the empty place. He wasn't going to take it easy on her, after all, she asked for it.

“I…do…don't want to be…strong.” Amelia heaved, she didn't want it anymore. No one told her it would be this painful.

“The day I see no tears will be the day this ends." He lifted his hand, ready to hit her again.

"Please..” she conjured him, tears running down her face.

But all her pleas fell on deaf ears as he hit her hard again.

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Gunshots rang in the air and everyone turned on their heels, running out of the hall. No one wanted to be dead.

Amelia sniggered as sh