Chapter 010

Mirabella’s Pov

A fist drives into my gut and knocks me out. I choke and cough, my hand clutching tightly onto the part of me that seems completely ruptured.

I fall face down and sob, there's not a part of me that is whole; at least not anymore and my father made certain of it.

"Enough with your whining!" Father's voice thunders as he forces me on my knees. "Tell me exactly what it is you saw that day," he orders and I shake my head 'no'.

"I don't remember anything." I lie; but I do it to protect myself.

"Maybe she's telling the truth. we've broken her in unimaginable ways, yet, she still stands by her word," my father's minion whispers to him but I pay very close attention and I hear him.

"Have we? There's still one thing that is yet to be done to her." Father sneers and the man's eyes widen.

"She's a kid! She'll not survive it. Isn't she just ten years old?"

"I don't care if she dies. Ready the chair, no questions asked." Father orders as he stands by the side with Annabella