Chapter 7
Elara's POV
Geneva. A private clinic.
I lay in the hospital bed like a broken doll. Surgery barely saved my uterus after the massive hemorrhage from the miscarriage. As for the crisscrossing silver whip scars on my back, the doctors shook their heads every time they looked.
"How dared they do thi...
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