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Elizabeth followed him downstairs silently where her mother waited with a concerned look, but it faded into that of dread when she spotted her husband carrying that book. She covered her mouth to choke back a sob and Elizabeth looked down apologetically, still oblivious to what was to come. In her room, Mr. Wilde started gathering her essentials into her bag whilst wiping her cheeks of the tears she shed. Elizabeth nervously brought her hands together and looked up at her.

“Mother? Where am I going?” Her mother froze and gazed down at her before sadly patting her head. She then took out a coat from her closet.

“My love, wear this. It will keep you warm at night.” And that was the last sentence her mother spoke to her before she escorted her downstairs. Mr. Wilde gave her a cold look of disappointment as he stood by the door.

“Bonnie, you have touched something that wasn’t supposed to be touched and