Chapter 16

Chapter 16

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.

Benedict stared at the blood dripping from the whip, then glanced at Eliza, who had endured every single strike without a single word or flinch, standing tall through it all.

tossed the whip actions here." before leaving the chapel

plo a

and said,

as death, could no longer keep herself upright. She staggered for a moment before collapsing hard onto the

regained consciousness, the

abandoned, with nothing but a bowl of cold rice and vegetables beside

spare a glance at the food. Taking advantage of the fact that the chapel was empty, the gripped the emerald pendant tightly

the

the bleeding, but the moment she stepped inside, she slipped and fell into the

"Ugh

a sharp pain that nearly made her pass out

the stream. She ripped off

wound on her shoulder had already started to heal. It wasn't fully closed, but the raw, bloody flesh

touched the spot,

pocket farm. She hadn't expected something as simple as stream water to have such healing properties. No wonder the rare herbs in this space

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