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.

it,” Bradley

bow, perhaps due to it being a gift, was elegantly tied

gentle tug on one corner of the pink satin

severed hand, covered

seeing the gruesome sight, Esther’s legs gave way, and she collapsed. It felt as though her eyes were deceiving her. She

she finally found her voice,

with a faint smile, “Esther, do you like this

glanced at the severed hand, which made her heart

How could you?” Esther felt drained of all her strength. The idea that Bradley had brought her a severed hand as

Whose hand was it?

attempted to stand, but she

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