Michaela’s POV.
“You will break. Just like I did.” Serafina spits at me as the whip lashes against my back. I don’t scream. I don’t whimper. I let the pain feed the rage inside of me. I have been beaten, starved, whipped. Made to watch as the men that work with Mommy dearest do things to the women and men in their cages. Derryn put up a fight and got tazered for it before they … I shake the image from my head.
So I stay defiant but I know Serafina will have to do her worst to make me submit. That won’t happen. I’m so proud that my stubborn streak has never faltered, even now when my body is wanting to give out, but my mind is too strong to be broken like this. Not again.
“Never break, never bend. You are a Ricci and we are strong. Stronger than anything. Our will and defiance are a gift
