Chapter 7

My body ached terribly, but even that couldn't compare to the pain in my heart.

For the sake of my child, I endured the wounds on my body, tears streaming down my face as I knelt before Marcus and Isabella.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you. Please, I beg you, give it back to me. I really can't live without it."

"Marcus, please make her give it back. I promise I'll never appear before you again, never disturb your lives."

Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded, but Marcus remained silent, merely looking down at me with an inscrutable expression.

Isabella, however, seized the opportunity to stomp viciously on my hand.

"So, I tell you to kneel, and you actually kneel? Just as pathetic as a stray cat. That worthless jar of yours? I threw it in the trash long ago."

"The ashes inside? I scattered them to the winds after setting them on fire. And Marcus? He was right there with me, helping."