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... e Thompson estate. It was a place designed to break spirits. There was no furniture, only a hard, unforgiving stone floor and a single, tiny window, high up in the wall, too small to crawl through, offering not light, but a mocking, silver-gilt square of the night sky.
Lorena was a broken heap in the center of this void.
Her back felt as if it were on fire, a sea of raw, agonizing pain from the fifty lashes. Every breath was a fresh torment, her ribs aching, her skin screaming. S ...
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