Chapter 22

Cynthia lay in a pool of blood with tears streaming down her face. She choked back a sob and cried out in near despair. "No… I don't believe it. You said you loved me, Samuel. You said you were madly in love with me. I don't believe that I'm just disposable trash that can be sacrificed at will." She wept as she dragged herself to Samuel's feet, her blood-covered hand reaching for Samuel's leg. "I don't believe it! I won't believe it! Sam, you must love me. You do love me, right?" But Samuel lifted his leg and kicked her aside with an impatient look on his face! "I did like you a little. But what I liked was your obedience, sensibility, and how you knew how to make me happy," he said with a sneer. "Do you get it? To me, you're like a pet dog. I play with you when I'm happy. And if I'm not, I can crush you under my foot at any time! "But Julie is different. She's the only one I've ever loved. Only a noble and untouchable woman like her is worthy of being my beloved. You, on the oth