Chapter 203

Gemma

If one day, someone walked up to me and told me that the woman who raised me for 15 years would use a knife on me someday, I would never have believed it. But here I am, helpless, crying, hurting as she slowly cuts me with the knife.

It's hurting so much and I can feel blood trickling down, as the coppery smell hits my nose. I'm her daughter. I'm her child and she doesn't even think twice