Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Eliza gritted her teeth, her fists clenched tight, as each lash hit her fragile body. The pain sliced through her, cach strike leaving its mark

She braced herself, her fragile body taking each lash that came down like a thunderstorm, the sharp sting of each blow cutting through her.

Benedict loomed over her, showing no mercy as his whip cracked across her back again and again, as if trying to crush every bone in her body.

Eliza fel the pain, raw and brutal, but it paled in comparison to the deep ache in her heart.

The whip didn't break her spirit. Instead, it fueled the fire of anger and hatred burning within her.

Even if it costs me my life, I won't let Sophie and the entire Stonor family get away with this she swore silently.

By the time Benedict struck the final blow, Eliza's back was nothing but a mess of blood and flesh, her once-pure robes stained red.

glanced at Eliza, who had endured every single strike without a single word or flinch, standing tall through

he tossed the whip actions

plo a

servant, scowled, and said, "Think

her face as white as death, could no longer keep

consciousness, the sky outside was already

floor, abandoned, with nothing but a bowl

herself to sit up. She didn't even spare a glance at the food. Taking advantage of the fact that the chapel was empty, the gripped the emerald pendant tightly in her

entered the pocket farm

she stepped inside, she slipped and fell into the small stream running through the

"Ugh

a sharp pain that nearly made her pass

hissed, scrambling out of the stream. She ripped off a piece of her corn clothes and checked

already started to heal. It wasn't fully closed, but the raw, bloody flesh had transformed into soft,

it and gently touched the spot, just

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