Broken Doll No More: Her Ruthless Revenge

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code, and the

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g one of my silk robes, lounging

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s eyes

ing here is Anthony's. And Anthony

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out and flic

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said. "Jus

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he screamed.

cross the roo

appened. He didn't e

throat and slammed

the plaster, and stars

s face inches from mine. "She is

d my grandmother

care," Ant

d me down

ad told him once, in

oons had locked me in a janitor's closet for two days.

me to the

forced with concrete. S

aid, coldly. "You need to learn

heels into the floor. "Anth

n't he

and I fell onto th

the door, but

lammed shut, and

ness was

nst my eyes. It

cre

r until my fists bl

l in the corner, hugging the ur

urs. Maybe days. I

waves. It felt

austion set in,

ng else too

ar

hought about every lie. I

asn't just crue

A truly powerful man wouldn't need to

. I stopped bang

the darkness become a sh

ait

the lock turn, I didn

yed s

nd light flooded i

l stood

ed down

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ry. My expres

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and walke

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