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... animals on the floor. Then to father, still groaning in a heap. Then back to me.
Something shifted in her eyes.
Acceptance.
I smiled.
"Mother, where do these cute animals keep the whips?"
Her expression flickered. She knew exactly what I meant.
The same whips that had kissed her back countless nights. The same tools of torture that had painted her skin red for years. The same leather that had tasted her tears.
Without a word, she walked to ...
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