Chapter 213

Only after she had chewed and swallowed even the bone fragments from the chicken soup, leaving nothing edible behind in the bowls, did she finally stop. With a complicated mix of emotions, Scarlett led her to the bathroom, gently washing her body and hair before dressing her in clean clothes. "I want to go home. I want to go home." Like a child, Elena clung to Scarlett's sleeve, repeating those words over and over. Despite the many scars covering her body, she seemed to have forgotten all her pain. Her face was bright with hopeful anticipation that Scarlett would take her home. Scarlett blow-dried her hair and braided it into two neat pigtails. Elena gazed at her reflection in the mirror, pointed, and asked with a childlike wonder, "Scarlett, who's that? She's so pretty!" Scarlett suddenly burst into tears, then started laughing through them, the tears still rolling down her cheeks. This very face was the reason Elena had endured so much injustice, from being exiled to the count