Chapter 852:

Around four in the morning, a drugged Etta woke from her haze. She looked around, panic setting in.

Her head felt like it was going to burst as memories of Harlee’s torture resurfaced.

She grabbed her head, as though she were losing her mind.

As Etta lifted her hand, she noticed her pinky was gone.

In a panic, she ripped off the bandage, exposing the raw, gruesome cut beneath.

She lost all composure.

“Where’s my hand… Where’s my hand…”

Harlee had broken and severed the tendon, was now completely

to believe

the audacity to amputate her finger? Wasn’t Harlee worried about legal consequences? Wait. Where was this place? Why

Etta rushed to the door, yanking and pulling with all her strength, but

nonstop, “Let me out! Let me out! Harlee, I know I was wrong. Please, just let me out, okay?

profound

to terms with being truly confined. She went pale and slumped to the

outside calmly documented everything about Etta’s breakdown

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window, Etta quickly got up, her leg smashing into the iron wall in her rush. Ignoring the throbbing pain, she clung to the iron-barred window, pleading with the individuals outside, “Please,

met with nothing but insults from the two guards

had caused? Yet, her willingness to confess everything was exactly what Tonya

and one of them responded with clear disgust, “Even if you don’t tell

her knowledge as leverage. If only Harlee would spare her, she was ready to disclose everything about Hale, even details unknown to Lindsay. Tightening her

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