Day Eighty-Two…
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Jane felt like she wanted to go berserk when she saw the masked man starting to strip Abigail's shirt. Her sister was still unconscious.
Jane's fingernails dug into her flesh, causing her palm to bleed when she clenched her fists. She wanted to kill those men who dared touch her sister, Abigail.
She knew the feeling of being defiled by these disgusting men. It caused a deep scar on her heart that was hard to heal. She didn't want Abigail to experience that. It would be a traumatic experience for her.
"STOP! Don't TOUCH her!" Jane screamed but the masked man continued provoking her. He ignored Jane's plea as he started to unbutton Abigail's shirt.
The other men just watched him as they enjoyed the showing, laughing behind while they were lusting over Abigail's body.
