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Chapter 113

Tears cascaded down my cheeks, tracing their paths like a delicate waterfall. My legs were tightly pressed together, a protective gesture as I sat huddled on the cold floor of my cramped cell. The rough fabric of my jeans seemed to amplify the lingering pain from the torment I endured at the hands of Antonio. In that moment, my feelings toward him were dominated by an all-consuming hatred. The intensity of my loathing for Antonio surged within me, a tidal wave that threatened to drown out any other emotion. I cursed the fateful day our paths crossed, regretting the encounter that forever altered the course of my life.

He locked eyes with me during the ordeal, his gaze a twisted reflection of his sadistic pleasure. The blade he wielded became a sinister instrument, inflicting agony upon me repeatedly, each stroke accompanied by a sinister grin that played upon his lips.

I remained seated amidst the turmoil, my right hand cradling my left, blood still oozing from the fresh wounds. Slowl
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