Chapter 189

The rain was getting heavier, and the muddy hole was filling up fast. Clara was stuck in the pit, completely unable to move, just lying there and taking the beating. She was gritting her teeth, biding her time. If Rachel dared to get close, she'd end her right then and there. But Rachel had learned her lesson. She didn't dare approach, knowing Clara couldn't get up, so she stood at a distance and kept swinging the stick. Smack! Smack! Clara clenched her jaw, trying not to pass out. Face down in the mud, pain shot through her body as her vision blurred with the rain trickling down her forehead. "Stop right there!" someone shouted all of a sudden. "You seriously beating up a homeless girl? What's wrong with you?" the voice snapped. "None of your damn business! Get lost! I swear I'm beating her to death tonight!" Rachel yelled, looking completely unhinged. The newcomer walked over and took one look at Clara's face—shock washed over her. "Clara?! Are you serious?!" Clara faintly heard her