chapter 14 let him hurt

Opelenge Barlow Yourong plopped down on the ground, hugging Lamar Alcott's thigh.

Looking up at him, begging, tears rolling down his face.

She was afraid of him, she had never been more afraid of him.

It doesn't matter if you scream, yell, or get beaten.

She wants the truth!

The solid truth!

Lamar Alcott squatted down, touched her small shoulders, and rubbed them gently.

While wiping her tears, he said gently:

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