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The next day, I woke up feeling worse than I had the night before. My body still ached all over, and every small movement sent a sharp pain shooting through me. I was lying on the bed where Bell had left me, but something felt off. It was too quiet.I glanced toward the door. Usually, by now—around 12:00 PM—Bell would have knocked, bringing me food or fresh clothes. She might not have spoken much, but her presence was the only comfort I had in this place. At the very least, Theo always sent her to check on me once or twice. But today, there was nothing. No knock. No sound. Just silence.My stomach growled, the emptiness making my pain feel worse. I sat up slowly, biting my lip to stop myself from crying out as my sore muscles protested. I limped toward the door and pressed my ear against it, hoping to hear something—anything—but all I could hear was my own shallow breathing.I pressed my back against the cold wall, the rough surface scraping against my bare skin where the torn fabric
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Four hours passed, and I stayed on the bed, too weak and drained to move. My body still ached, and the hunger clawing at my stomach was unbearable. The silence in the room made everything worse, and I could feel myself sinking deeper into despair.Then, I heard it again—footsteps in the hallway. My heart leapt with a mix of hope and fear. Maybe it was Bell coming back to check on me. I turned my head toward the door, waiting anxiously.But as the footsteps grew closer, they sounded heavier and slower than Bell’s. My chest tightened, and a shiver ran down my spine. I knew who it was before the door even opened.The lock clicked, and the door creaked open. Standing there was Theo. His tall frame filled the doorway, and his cold, sharp eyes pinned me in place. He stepped inside, his presence suffocating the room. He looked down at me with a smirk, as if he enjoyed seeing me like this—broken and helpless.“Still alive, I see,” he said, his voice low and mocking. “Good. I’d hate for this
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The next day was no different from the last. The pain in my body hadn’t subsided, and the ache in my chest grew heavier with every passing hour. I hadn’t slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel Theo’s suffocating presence and hear his mocking laughter. My tears had soaked the pillow beneath me, but even crying brought no relief.When the door finally opened, I didn’t even flinch. My body was too drained to react. But when I saw Bell step inside, her worried eyes scanning the room until they landed on me, something inside me broke all over again.“Sofia,” she said softly, her voice trembling as she rushed to my side. “Oh, dear, dear, don’t cry.” She knelt by the bed, her hands gently brushing the hair away from my tear-streaked face. Her eyes filled with concern as she took in the bruises, the hollow look in my eyes, and my trembling frame.I shook my head weakly, unable to stop the tears that kept falling. “He… he forced himself on me yesterday,” I whispered, my voice barely
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I followed the man down the hallway, my body aching with each step. The sound of my bare feet against the cold floor echoed in the silence. My heart pounded in my chest, my mind racing with fear over what Theo wanted.When we reached the door, the man knocked once before opening it and stepping aside. I hesitated for a moment, then entered the room.Theo was sitting at his desk, his chair leaning back, a cigarette between his fingers. He took a long drag, exhaling the smoke slowly, his eyes never leaving me as I stood in the doorway.“Well, well,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You look better than before. Did you finally get some rest?”His smirk sent a chill down my spine. The smoke from his cigarette swirled around him, adding to the oppressive atmosphere in the room.I didn’t respond, too afraid to speak. Every word I said felt like it would make things worse.Theo took another drag from his cigarette, the smoke swirling around him as he watched me. He leaned forward s
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I gasped, my body going cold with fear.Bell, still trembling, looked at me with wide, terrified eyes, her mouth barely moving as she whispered, “Sofia…”Theo didn’t respond to her. He simply raised the gun and aimed it at her.I screamed, rushing forward, but one of his men quickly grabbed my arm, holding me back. I couldn’t move, couldn’t stop him. My heart pounded in my chest, and all I could do was watch in horror.“Please, no!” I cried out, struggling in the man’s grip.Theo’s smirk never wavered as he looked at Bell, and with a quick, almost casual motion, he pulled the trigger.The gunshot echoed in the room, sharp and final.Bell’s body jerked, and she fell to the floor, lifeless, her eyes wide open in a look of pure terror. Blood spread across the floor, staining the cold tile beneath her.I couldn't breathe. My chest felt like it was caving in as I stared at Bell's lifeless body, the blood pooling around her.A gut-wrenching scream tore from my throat, raw and full of agony.
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Theo stepped back, the smirk on his face never fading. He waved his hand at the man holding me. “Take her away,” he said coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion.I felt the man’s grip tighten as he started to drag me out of the room. I tried to resist, but my body was too weak, too drained from everything I had just witnessed.Theo’s voice stopped us before we reached the door. “Oh, and Sofia,” he said, his tone mocking yet icy. “Your punishment isn’t over. No food for a week now. Not three days. Consider it a lesson—you brought this on yourself.”My heart sank further, the weight of his words crushing me. A week without food. He wasn’t just punishing me physically—he wanted to break me completely.Theo gave a satisfied nod, watching me with that same cruel expression. “Maybe next time, you’ll think twice about crossing me.”I was pulled out of the room, my body trembling, my mind numb with fear and grief. The man dragged me down the long, cold hallway, his grip firm and unrelenting.
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It had been a week since Theo’s cruel punishment. A week without food, and the toll it had taken on my body was unimaginable. My face felt pale, my skin stretched tight over my bones, and my stomach constantly twisted with hunger. I had grown so lean, I hardly recognized myself when I looked in the small mirror above the dresser.The bruise were slowly fading, but they were still there. Yet, the hunger was worse. My entire being ached for food, for something—anything—to fill the empty pit inside me. But there was nothing.The weakness in my legs had only gotten worse over the days. I felt light-headed often, like I might collapse any moment. Every movement was sluggish, every breath shallow. The thirst was unbearable, too, but I had learned that asking for water only brought more trouble. So, I lay in the cold room, trying to distract myself from the gnawing pain in my stomach.I couldn’t stop wondering how a person could be so wicked, so merciless. How could anyone do this to another
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Thirty minutes later, the door creaked open again. Hailey stepped inside, her usual cold expression firmly in place. In her hand, she carried a shimmering red gown and a black heels. The dress was long-sleeved, its fabric smooth and luxurious, clearly chosen to cover all my bruises. She barely glanced at me as she placed it on the bed.“You’ve got ten minutes to shower,” she said sharply, her tone leaving no room for argument. “After that, put this on.”Her words were clipped and rude, as if I were nothing more than a chore she was forced to deal with. She didn’t wait for a response, just turned on her heel and crossed her arms, waiting impatiently by the door.I nodded silently, too drained to argue or react. Without a word, I forced my trembling legs to carry me toward the bathroom.Ten minutes later, I stepped out of the bathroom, the warmth of the shower lingering on my skin. My body still felt weak, but at least the water had washed away some of the grime and exhaustion clinging
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Thirty minutes later, the door creaked open again. Hailey stepped inside, her usual cold expression firmly in place. In her hand, she carried a shimmering red gown and a black heels. The dress was long-sleeved, its fabric smooth and luxurious, clearly chosen to cover all my bruises. She barely glanced at me as she placed it on the bed.“You’ve got ten minutes to shower,” she said sharply, her tone leaving no room for argument. “After that, put this on.”Her words were clipped and rude, as if I were nothing more than a chore she was forced to deal with. She didn’t wait for a response, just turned on her heel and crossed her arms, waiting impatiently by the door.I nodded silently, too drained to argue or react. Without a word, I forced my trembling legs to carry me toward the bathroom.Ten minutes later, I stepped out of the bathroom, the warmth of the shower lingering on my skin. My body still felt weak, but at least the water had washed away some of the grime and exhaustion clinging
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It had been a week since Theo’s cruel punishment. A week without food, and the toll it had taken on my body was unimaginable. My face felt pale, my skin stretched tight over my bones, and my stomach constantly twisted with hunger. I had grown so lean, I hardly recognized myself when I looked in the small mirror above the dresser.The bruise were slowly fading, but they were still there. Yet, the hunger was worse. My entire being ached for food, for something—anything—to fill the empty pit inside me. But there was nothing.The weakness in my legs had only gotten worse over the days. I felt light-headed often, like I might collapse any moment. Every movement was sluggish, every breath shallow. The thirst was unbearable, too, but I had learned that asking for water only brought more trouble. So, I lay in the cold room, trying to distract myself from the gnawing pain in my stomach.I couldn’t stop wondering how a person could be so wicked, so merciless. How could anyone do this to another
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Theo stepped back, the smirk on his face never fading. He waved his hand at the man holding me. “Take her away,” he said coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion.I felt the man’s grip tighten as he started to drag me out of the room. I tried to resist, but my body was too weak, too drained from everything I had just witnessed.Theo’s voice stopped us before we reached the door. “Oh, and Sofia,” he said, his tone mocking yet icy. “Your punishment isn’t over. No food for a week now. Not three days. Consider it a lesson—you brought this on yourself.”My heart sank further, the weight of his words crushing me. A week without food. He wasn’t just punishing me physically—he wanted to break me completely.Theo gave a satisfied nod, watching me with that same cruel expression. “Maybe next time, you’ll think twice about crossing me.”I was pulled out of the room, my body trembling, my mind numb with fear and grief. The man dragged me down the long, cold hallway, his grip firm and unrelenting.
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I gasped, my body going cold with fear.Bell, still trembling, looked at me with wide, terrified eyes, her mouth barely moving as she whispered, “Sofia…”Theo didn’t respond to her. He simply raised the gun and aimed it at her.I screamed, rushing forward, but one of his men quickly grabbed my arm, holding me back. I couldn’t move, couldn’t stop him. My heart pounded in my chest, and all I could do was watch in horror.“Please, no!” I cried out, struggling in the man’s grip.Theo’s smirk never wavered as he looked at Bell, and with a quick, almost casual motion, he pulled the trigger.The gunshot echoed in the room, sharp and final.Bell’s body jerked, and she fell to the floor, lifeless, her eyes wide open in a look of pure terror. Blood spread across the floor, staining the cold tile beneath her.I couldn't breathe. My chest felt like it was caving in as I stared at Bell's lifeless body, the blood pooling around her.A gut-wrenching scream tore from my throat, raw and full of agony.
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I followed the man down the hallway, my body aching with each step. The sound of my bare feet against the cold floor echoed in the silence. My heart pounded in my chest, my mind racing with fear over what Theo wanted.When we reached the door, the man knocked once before opening it and stepping aside. I hesitated for a moment, then entered the room.Theo was sitting at his desk, his chair leaning back, a cigarette between his fingers. He took a long drag, exhaling the smoke slowly, his eyes never leaving me as I stood in the doorway.“Well, well,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You look better than before. Did you finally get some rest?”His smirk sent a chill down my spine. The smoke from his cigarette swirled around him, adding to the oppressive atmosphere in the room.I didn’t respond, too afraid to speak. Every word I said felt like it would make things worse.Theo took another drag from his cigarette, the smoke swirling around him as he watched me. He leaned forward s
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The next day was no different from the last. The pain in my body hadn’t subsided, and the ache in my chest grew heavier with every passing hour. I hadn’t slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel Theo’s suffocating presence and hear his mocking laughter. My tears had soaked the pillow beneath me, but even crying brought no relief.When the door finally opened, I didn’t even flinch. My body was too drained to react. But when I saw Bell step inside, her worried eyes scanning the room until they landed on me, something inside me broke all over again.“Sofia,” she said softly, her voice trembling as she rushed to my side. “Oh, dear, dear, don’t cry.” She knelt by the bed, her hands gently brushing the hair away from my tear-streaked face. Her eyes filled with concern as she took in the bruises, the hollow look in my eyes, and my trembling frame.I shook my head weakly, unable to stop the tears that kept falling. “He… he forced himself on me yesterday,” I whispered, my voice barely
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Four hours passed, and I stayed on the bed, too weak and drained to move. My body still ached, and the hunger clawing at my stomach was unbearable. The silence in the room made everything worse, and I could feel myself sinking deeper into despair.Then, I heard it again—footsteps in the hallway. My heart leapt with a mix of hope and fear. Maybe it was Bell coming back to check on me. I turned my head toward the door, waiting anxiously.But as the footsteps grew closer, they sounded heavier and slower than Bell’s. My chest tightened, and a shiver ran down my spine. I knew who it was before the door even opened.The lock clicked, and the door creaked open. Standing there was Theo. His tall frame filled the doorway, and his cold, sharp eyes pinned me in place. He stepped inside, his presence suffocating the room. He looked down at me with a smirk, as if he enjoyed seeing me like this—broken and helpless.“Still alive, I see,” he said, his voice low and mocking. “Good. I’d hate for this
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The next day, I woke up feeling worse than I had the night before. My body still ached all over, and every small movement sent a sharp pain shooting through me. I was lying on the bed where Bell had left me, but something felt off. It was too quiet.I glanced toward the door. Usually, by now—around 12:00 PM—Bell would have knocked, bringing me food or fresh clothes. She might not have spoken much, but her presence was the only comfort I had in this place. At the very least, Theo always sent her to check on me once or twice. But today, there was nothing. No knock. No sound. Just silence.My stomach growled, the emptiness making my pain feel worse. I sat up slowly, biting my lip to stop myself from crying out as my sore muscles protested. I limped toward the door and pressed my ear against it, hoping to hear something—anything—but all I could hear was my own shallow breathing.I pressed my back against the cold wall, the rough surface scraping against my bare skin where the torn fabric
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Theo continued to wipe me, his eyes showed no mercy. I kept screaming, crying, and pleading but he refused. He flogged me till he was satisfied and let me loose.I lay on the bed, hurt and crying. My body ached all over. I tasted blood in my mouth and felt tears on my face.Theo stood over me, breathing hard. His eyes still looked mean. I though he might hit me again.But he looked away and walked off. I heard his heavy footsteps as he left me alone. I tried wearing the gown back. It was torn from me trying to flee and as I wore it my blood started to stain it.Not up to 5 minutes one of his man came and picked me up, their hand gripping me tight making me to feel the pain more. They took me to my room and locked me inside.I lay on the cold floor, unable to move. My body felt like it was in fire, every breath hurt. I cried out in agony. Tears streamed down my face hurt and bitter. My mind was a swirling mess of despair, wondering how God could create someone like Theo? How could such
