Chapter 1213

Charles carried Amelia into the room, took off her clothes, and violated her while she shifted in and out of consciousness. Amelia was aware of her surroundings, but she was too weak to open her eyes or fight back. Her situation only made things worse. She would rather be unconscious or dead. With her thoughts filling her mind, Amelia cried and let out a grunt of despair while struggling to break free from Steven’s arms. “Don’t touch me! Don’t!” “Look at me, Amelia. Look at me. Who am I?” Steven held her with all his might as tears filled his eyes. He felt as though his chest was cut open and his heart was pulled out. He clenched his fists, digging his nails into his palms. The familiar voice in her ear lit her dead eyes with a tiny sparkle. She stared straight at Steven. Though reluctant to face the truth, Amelia cautiously said, “S-Steve?” Steven’s throat closed up. Unable to speak, he simply nodded. “What’s wrong with your eye?” Amelia stared at his bloodied lef