CELESTINE’s P O V

I was almost beaten to death. My heart was dying off. Suddenly, I find myself wishing that I would pass away so that I might be reunited with my mother in the afterlife. But it doesn't look like that's going to be my fate just yet…

‘‘A-arnold?’’ The old man’s face was flushed with rage a while ago, but now… I wanted to burst out in laughter even though I was wincing in pain all over my body as I watched the color drain from his face. He has turned pale. His face was a pasty, sickly white.

The whip in his hand was slowly loosening...