Her words were like nails, as if ancient cold iron piercing her flesh and bones!
Jiang Shuya was completely petrified on the spot, her shocked pupils dilating to the point of bursting.
It was as if she had been struck by lightning, her head throbbing as if it were about to explode.
Memories took her back to eight years ago, when that man blindfolded her, showed no mercy, and ravished her fragile and delicate body, leaving humiliating scars.
The pain of having her first time taken still felt as clear as yesterday, trembling to her very core.
Jiang Shuya felt her soul being torn apart, her body shredded, seemingly beyond repair.
She wanted to leave, but found her legs were as heavy as lead, unable to move an inch, while her strength ebbed away bit by bit.
She wanted to cry, yet found she had no tears.
Her heart was empty, with cold wind rampaging through, desolate and frozen.
