Thor
ent to Astrid's cruelty. All I found was a small, stale loaf of bread with green spots of mold bl
eaving no room for argument. "I want
still wide with a dawning a
y father-in-law, Gideon Stone, stumbled in. He was a l
ick with drink. "Where's my dinner?
n, my expression cold and u
loud, mocking laugh. "You? You locked her up? A path
had always worked before. "I don't care what little fit you're throwing. Let my wife out
ning snarl in my head. A wi
me, I moved. My knee shot up, s
Disbelief was etched all over his face. He never tho
His body began to tremble, the tell-tale sign of an i
no chance against a half-shif
poker resting beside it. The tip was adorned with a small, decora
ptly when he saw the glint of silve
g the poker with all my might. It connecte
tip sizzled against his skin, the smell of burning flesh filling the air.
his throat. He shuddered violenhard as the iron in my hand. "This house is
humiliation warring on his face
k. "Go to the woodshed. Stay there wi
his eyes. But he didn't dare defy me. He limped aw
e slowly draining from my syste
bread. As I waited for my son to return, my mind was already
find Ly
of power had been shattered and remad
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