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Chapter 3 Forging Chains: Consequences and Confrontations

Word Count: 1205    |    Released on: 17/03/2024

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to the room. My body trembles at the inevitable fact that he is going to have me killed, proba

r had a room just like this. I stood in the middle wiping off traces of tears on my face as the whisper of the wind embodied t

t the weap

g in a hoarse voice "Has he chang

utchering knife, a hammer, axe and shovel. Who would ha

trembling as I did at

silly tears. I

ing's re

ught I and Pedro off guard but I couldn't celebrate knowing fully well I

like an animal. He begs in tears. I couldn't help but cry along knowing what was next. He rolls up his sleeves ,as the fab

im on th

es him on the hard iron table ignoring h

ssed me off" His tone cold and diction prec

his neck, swiftly striking the hammer on this head as I

ng my way towards him sobbing wit

Not a sound from you" I

pose. Not an emotion in sight.Pedro stood by watching.

s the neck of the already dead man with the axe Pedro had given him as his blood splashe

ch" he furrowed, his ba

deserving of it" I trembled as he app

little bit of miracle. I look down at the bloody stained door unab

stole?" His bassy voice

nage. The one I grew up

sent

sent goosebumps on my skin. He

to play with m

ay, I am sorr

ber how much

ore than a commodity. I hated my life even m

w much did you

million

e a lot of money about fifty five point s

man and so I will

ave killed me off, fifty five million dollar

as a maid for the rest of your life, th

ng a maid to a cruel man. I didn't notice the tears flowing down my cheeks. I sho

at word in this mansio

room." He walks off lea

*

ce fit only for royalty. The windows draped with heavy brocade curtain

ix of gold and white stones and a canopy of silk overhead giving the bed a

fluffy scented pillows that made me want to hug them forever and besid

ch pulled back into my agonizing reality. I run the hands on the clothes he had

once again? The agitation made it difficult to breath.

baritone resonated throughout the ro

up and you

His frown

million

raised my face t

ace and then a tiny hint of confoundment creeped in w

voice bass vo

I caught more

o the execut

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