Warning: This chapter contains scenes that might be sensitive to some readers; such as physical and s****l abuse as well as gore...
You have been warned.
~CONTINUATION OF FLASBACK~
He smiled, a sick smile that had Beatrice trembling beneath his hold. He’d never done this before, he’d never…he…h~ “Since you look like her so much, why not just pretend you’re her for tonight, hmm?”
The knife dug beneath the leg opening of her drawers, cutting both sides, leaving her completely open; naked to the night air as well as his watchful eyes. Her legs trembled as his grip on her hands tightened, her eyes wide as she began to beg; more desperately than she’d always done. “Uncle Julius, please…my mom…I’m not…please don’t do this. I’m b-begging you…uncle Julius, please don’t.”
Tears welled up in
