Chapter 77 - The Torture

Lilianna

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Six Years Earlier

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I jolted awake as the basement door creaked open, followed by the ominous thud of several heavy footsteps making their way down the stairs.

I glanced up at the long flight of stairs, watching their shiny shoes draw nearer with each deliberate step. The closer they got, the more my emotions churned. Fear wasn’t what gripped me; instead, my heart was shattered, and rage coursed through my veins.

I rested my head against the cold wall, refusing to acknowledge their presence. Their voices murmured in low tones. Suddenly, the harsh screech of a chair being dragged across the floor pierced the air.

I didn't flinch, though every nerve in my body was on edge. The chair came to a stop, and I could feel their eyes boring into me. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for whatever came next.

"Get her up," my dad commanded. Two men strode over and roughly seized my arms, hauling me to my feet. They dragged me to the chair they'd placed in