Left to fend for herself in this godforsaken place, Leonora knew she couldn’t let things continue this way.
Just then, she felt something being poured over her head.
Curious, she tilted her head back, catching a woman in the act of emptying a basin over her.
Leonora, who had always lived a life of privilege, had never experienced such indignity.
She sprang up and charged at the woman, with teeth clenched in rage. “What the hell did you just dump on me?”
The woman burst into raucous laughter. “Take a whiff. You’ll figure it out.”
It was then that Leonora noticed the foul, rancid odor invading her nostrils. She instantly realized what the liquid was.
Furious, she raised her hand to strike the woman.
But her hand was only halfway up when it was abruptly seized, and a thudding blow came crashing down on her head.
A chair smashed over her, sending her world into a dizzying spin.
That was followed by a flurry of punches and kicks.
After a brutal half-hour beating, Leonora was left nearly dead.
Only now did she comprehend the severity of the words Heidi had once said to her about being humiliated and beaten.
In a bid for mercy, Leonora was forced to her knees, begging for forgiveness.
That was what finally made the gang relent.
She crawled and stumbled onto the bed.
And as she lay down, she saw a familiar face.
It was Heidi, but not as she remembered. Gone was her porcelain skin. Her eyes lacked their usual sparkle, and she appeared dark and gaunt.
Without a close look, she was unrecognizable.
Tears immediately welled up in Leonora’s eyes.
She crawled over to Heidi, sobbing, “Heidi, how are you holding up?”
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