âAh!â Lauren shrieked in agony as her fragile body was sent flying again.
Her head slammed heavily against the wall.
Blood streamed down the back of her head, staining the wall red.
The excruciating pain contorted Laurenâs scarred face into a more grotesque and fearsome visage as she crumpled to the ground.
Her complexion was as pale as paper as if it might disintegrate at any moment.
Pain coursed through Lauren, her cries for help interspersed with choking gasps.
Her pleas echoed through the room as her consciousness faded.
âPlease help me⦠Ahâ¦â
Dark brown blood, tainted with toxins, spewed from Laurenâs lips, a grim indicator of her impending demise.
She was suffering from chronic poisoning.
Any person with medical knowledge could discern from the bloodâs hue that Lauren was teetering on the brink of death.
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Turning to Raegan, he asked, âHow do you wish to proceed?â
Raegan gazed at Lauren with eyes brimming with animosity as she said coldly, âShe claimed she prefers death over prison, so letâs ensure she faces the consequences.
We will send her to prison, where she can spend the remainder of her days and perhaps seek redemption.
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Even stripped of her fragments of memories, Raegan couldnât summon an ounce of kindness toward Lauren.
The thought of her innocent child and grandmother, both unjustly taken, fueled a rage within her so potent it bordered on madness.
She longed to tear Lauren apart and subject Lauren to torturous agony!
Yet, if death were to claim Lauren now, it would merely offer solace to Laurenâs feeble and disabled body.
Lauren must endure a fate worse than death itself.
Raegan longed for Lauren to suffer and feel the weight of her sins bearing down upon her with each passing day.
Only then would Lauren truly understand the magnitude of her evil deeds, yet remain utterly powerless to amend it.
What could be more harrowing than a life devoid of hope, burdened only by unrelenting agony?
With two counts of instigating murder and the deaths of several people in that car, Laurenâs guilt was undeniable.
No matter how Long Lauren lived, even if it was two hundred years, she would remain imprisoned by her actions.
Mitchel cast a frigid glance at Lauren, her features now distorted beyond recognition, and said in a chilling tone, âAs you wish.
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His voice cut through the air like the icy breath of a devil in the depths of hell.
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Lauren struggled to contain her trembling.
Mitchelâs tone suggested he had conjured up countless cruel methods to deal with her.
Indeed, his ruthless nature was nothing new to her.
That harrowing journey to the mental hospital had nearly driven her to madness.
Still, Lauren staunchly refused to go to prison.
Facing that fate would spell the end of her very existence.
Absolutely not! She couldnât accept that She would rather die than go to prison!
âYou wretch! It serves you right that the spawn in your womb was beaten out of you!â Laurenâs laughter echoed with a frenzied edge, each syllable dripping with venom.
âThe spawn met its end quite fittingly!â
These words struck Raegan like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.
They washed over her, stirring a sense of déja vu deep within her.
A shiver ran down her spine, raising goosebumps across her skin.
Memories flooded Raeganâs mind, stacking up like a tower on the brink of collapse.
The sterile scent of the hospital lingered in her recollections.
Lauren had said the same thing before, âThe spawn met its end quite fittingly!â Lauren had even used the same tone.
Straining to recall more, Raegan was suddenly seized by a searing pain.
It was as if her skull was being assaulted by a relentless drill, buzzing and gnawing at her senses.
Raeganâs hand instinctively flew to her temple, seeking to quell the agony.
However, the pain persisted.
It was relentless and overwhelming, causing her legs to buckle beneath her.
âRaegan!â Mitchelâs voice cut through the haze of pain, his expression etched with concern as he rushed to her side, catching her fragile form before she fell.
With utmost care, Mitchel cradled Raegan as if she were the most precious treasure.
His voice trembled with worry as he asked, âWhere does it hurt?â
Raeganâs complexion turned ghostly pale.
Her throbbing head made it hard for her to speak complete sentences.
âIt hurts⦠It hurts so muchâ¦â
Clutching Mitchelâs arm tightly, Raegan felt utterly helpless amidst the searing pain.