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Chapter 17: _ The Butchery
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... es, and weighed my options. Work in this slaughterhouse of horrors or go home empty-handed to face my father's wrath.
It wasn't much of a choice. My father's anger was legendary, and I wasn't keen on becoming the latest casualty of his volcanic temper.
At least, not any more than I already had.
"I accept." I gulped.
The butcher gave me a long, scrutinizing look, as if sizing up whether I was truly desperate enough to go through with this.
Truth was, I had ...
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