Chapter 1
Elizabeth The touch of his hand burned her skin. She retreated as deep into the corner of the room as she could, weeping softly.
“I won’t hurt you,” he said gently as he extended his hand toward her. He had said and done this same thing every night for the last three months. Something in her wanted to believe him. Wanted to believe that he wasn’t like the others. “I’m hungry,” was all she could muster. “There is plenty to eat, but you have to ...
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