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.

whip, then glanced at Eliza, who had endured every single strike without a

tossed the whip actions here." before

plo a

servant, scowled, and said,

he was gone, Eliza, her face as white as death, could no longer keep herself upright. She staggered for

the sky

the cold chapel floor, abandoned, with nothing but a bowl of cold rice

Taking advantage of

entered the pocket farm within the

find some herbs to stop the bleeding, but the moment she stepped inside, she slipped and

"Ugh

wounds, sending a

scrambling out of the stream. She ripped off a piece of her

on her shoulder had already started to heal. It wasn't fully

it and gently touched the spot, just to make sure she wasn't

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