Chapter 6
Chapter 6
Chapter 6
“ Donc primping you useless thing ? Get in here and watch your brother a temale voice spat .
.
The scene lurched as Lyra jerked Elysia by her hair , balancing a toddler on her other hip .
Pain lanced through Elysia’s scalp , drawing a sharp gosp
“ Sorry – 171 feed him right now , Elysia whispered , but submission dida save her
Lyra’s boot caught Elysia square in the back as she turned toward the kitchen .
The force sent her sprawling
Instinct brought her hands up to shield her face , though the rough ground still tore her palms raw .
I’m sorry , I’m sorry ”
“ Seven years old and already protecting that face? Lyra’s lip curled in disgust .
“ Born a little whore , weren’t you ? ”
The cruel words brought another shock to the viewers this wasn’t the same five – year – old they’d seen in the mirror .
Two years had passed in captivity .
Elysia touched her unmarked cheek .
“ Can’t let my face get scarred ,” she murmured .
Mom and Dad won’t know me ,”
Her days blurred together – no school , just endless chores , Feeding the toddler , washing mountains of laundry , and sending livestock .
Even working until nightfall never satisfied her captors .
When Lyra returned so find her precious son crying , rage
te twisted her features .
“ Worthless bra ! Can’t even keep him quiet ? I’ll beat the life from
your
Elysia’s dodge only managed Lyra further .
She grabbed a stick from nearby and wielded it against the girl .
Agony exploded through Elysia’s small frame .
“ Please – I’m sorry ! ”
That night brought the usual punishment – the caile peu , au food , not even the meal she’d cooked herself .
When she lifted her shirt to examine the bruises , countless other scars mapped three years of sorment across her skin .
( This is straight – up torture ! Hey Elysia , aren’t you supposed to be the clever scheme ? Use that brain and get out of there , quick )
[ Damn , they’re stuffing that brat till he’s bursting while our Elysia – at seven – looks like a five – year – old ! To bell with these traffickers ! ]
The memories blurred post – beatings , curses , confinement , Hack in the studio , even the stoic Torn trembled with fury at her suffering .
Only Fenwick and Caellan remained visibly indifferent their expressions blank .
To them , her suffering meant nothing .
She was no longer family , just an insignificant criminal who deserved their hostility .
They had long since stripped her of any right to their sympathy, regardless of past pain
The stream moved forward in time .
One day came a new arrival – a pretty girl in fine clothes .
Elysa instinctively tucked her dirt – stained feet beneath her .
“ Were you kidnapped roo ? The newcomer radiated confidence .
Im Odessa Merri .
My dad’s loaded – he’ll pay whatever they want .
When I leave , you’re coming with me ! ”
The chat exploded with recognition , the name triggering a flood of memories .
OMG wait – Odessa from Masked Singer ? That crazy – talented contestant who vanished before showing her face ! Ive been wondering about her for ages ]
[ Oh wait , I know this ! The photo in her application materials – it’s the same girl we’re seeing on screen ! But why would she use a childhood photo ! ]
[ Didn’t Elysia steal her songs ! The nerve , after Odessa tried helping her .
]
[ Remember that home – life reality show episode at the Dragons ? When Rowena gave her a chance to showcase her talent ? She just mimicked Odessa’s style .
Treated us like idioes .
]
In the studio , disgust flickered acruss Fenwick’s face .
He’d been right – Elysia was rotten to the core .
Sturing blood with her shamed him .
If only Rowena were his true sister .
But the scene continued .
Instead of joy .
Elysia kept her gaze down , voice barely a whisper .
Tm Elysia Drayton .
”
“ We match ! I always wanted a sister .
He mine when we escaper Odessa said happily , pulling Elysia into an excited hug
“ Don’t touch me Elysia whispered , the pressure aggravating yesterday’s bruises .
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Chapter 6
“ It hurts ” The second part died unspoken , choked back by biner experience – crying out only ever brought worse punishment .
The chat was filled with judgment , but vindication came swift .
Through the memory stream , Odessa tugged Elysia’s collar .
The oversized garment slipped , revealing a nightmare canvas of bruises .
Her scream echoed the viewers ‘ horror .
Not an inch remained unmarked – wels from sticks , sears from unknown forments .
I’d snap , too .
Grab a knife and end them all .
Retter death than this ]
[ Show grathude – they raised her ten years ! ]
Want to trade places ? )
In the stream , Lyra burst in after hearing the girl’s shriek , rod already swinging .
“ Shut that racket ! You woke my precious boy ! ”
Odessa , sheltered all her life , ducked behind Elysia .
The blows fell – over a dozen , some catching Odessa despite Elysia’s shield .
Only the toddler’s wails drew Lyra away .
She hastily dropped her stick and muttered , “Two worthless brats ”
“ Don’t cry , Odessa .
It’s okay ” Despite her own agony , Elysia comforted the other girl first
The viewers noticed the cattle pen was no longer the filthy space from before – cleaner now , with a wooden platform holding faded bedding .
Seeing this younger , more wounded girl offering comfort humbled Odessa .
She dried her tears .
“ Are you badly hurt ? ” she asked softly .
“ Thank you .
Let my dad adopt you .
Be my real sister ?”
Elysia shook her head .
“ I can’t be your sister .
I have parents and two brothers who love me .
They are still waiting for me to come back home .
”
At the word “ home , such pure joy transformed Elysia’s face that she glowed like an angel in Odessa’s rear – filled eyes .
“ Then I’ll make sure you get back to them ! Odessa declared with berce resolve .
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