Bradley said indifferently, “Place it down.”

Sally obediently set the box on the table.

Bradley glanced at Esther, smiled wickedly, and beckoned, “Esther, come here and open your gift.”

Esther clutched the rifle and wondered why he had a gift for her.

As Bradley began counting, “One, two…”

Before he could reach three, Esther approached and casually discarded the rifle.

The pink box was beautifully wrapped, but an unexplainable urge to flee washed over her as she gazed at it.

Bradley

bow, perhaps due to it being a gift, was

gentle tug on one corner of the pink satin bow, and it came apart

severed

gave way, and she collapsed. It felt as though her eyes were deceiving her. She glanced at the hand, nearly the size of Sunshine’s, and

her voice, her lips quivering. “Whose

didn’t answer her question but instead asked with a faint smile, “Esther, do

at the severed hand,

How could you… How could you?” Esther felt drained of all her strength. The idea that

Whose hand was it?

to stand, but she was too

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