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Chapter 4

I fell, and things scattered even more.

James grabbed the back of my collar, and with a tearing sound, my shirt was in tatters.

The shirt was the same one I wore yesterday, and after three years, it tore easily with a gentle pull.

"Mr. Gates, please have some self-restraint." I covered myself, my tone a bit harsh, but luckily it was just the back that tore.

But that was the only shirt I had left, and I hadn't had the chance to buy a new one.

How was I supposed to go out and buy clothes now?

However, James's focus was on the injury on my back. "What happened to your back?"

"I misbehaved, and the teacher hit me," I said it so casually, as if I weren't the one being hit.

"You deserved it." James dropped that comment and walked away.

I glanced at my back, which was covered in countless scars, both new and old.

They were from being whipped.

The most recent scar was probably from a few days ago. I had forgotten exactly when.

The wound hadn't completely healed.

I wen
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