Chapter 2

Penny did not struggle in his arms. It was as if she had lost her will to fight.

sign of defiance was the tears that

a zombie, benumbing herself to the relentless insults and humiliation targeted at her. She had thought of ending her life several times to escape from the pain and misery, but each time, her daughter's face would surface in her mind. With her daughter as her sole anchor, Penny gritted her teeth and

this devil who had torn

relentless

her life. Her only purpose was to make up

who had started the tragedy five years ago and brought upon the most torturous times of her life was now back to haunt her. It was

for a little salvation, earnestly begging the

Penny's piteous state was unbearable to Nathan. He

stony-hearted creature like him was a complete stranger to tenderness,

and for you as well, please give me a

uncontrollably when he uttered

with a glint of hope as she slowly lifted her

over the years,” Nathan continued to plead in his soft voice, “I know that you loathe me too, but please give

suffer from personality disorders, which may affect their

give me

reflected a whirlwind of emotions as she ruminated on his words. Queenie was growing up

never be complete, let alone offer a sense of normalcy and oneness

saw the pitiful look on Queenie's

only turn away and wipe her tears as she had no answer for

needs

eyes only

her a long time to decide, but she finally agreed, “Alright, I'll give

her life. But let me give you

you papa does not mean you

nodded

well that Penny was giving him the opportunity to reunite with Queenie because she wanted the young girl to have

a lifetime for her to forgive him for the pain

within her, creating a deadly mess of entangled knots. He knew that it would take time to untwine and unravel

...

classroom of Golden Apple Kindergarten, the teacher was

designer wear was gloating with delight, pulling on a

rope was tied to the neck of a little girl

and shouted at her, “Don't you know you're my dog, Queenie? Dogs are supposed to

face stained with chalk dust. She was a little girl around the age

the grime and dust was a well-defined face with the winsome

fat boy kept tugging at the rope around her

with her inaction, the fat boy pestered her again, “Queenie, I'm warning you, bark, or I'll get

“No, don't call me a b******, I'm

of this place and when I say you're a b******, you'd better act like one. Now, do as I say and

kids laughed at what they

just reached the

into

the rope from Queenie's neck and tossed it away as if it were a repulsive snake. “What happened to you, Queenie?” She asked worriedly, her eyes burning

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