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Chapter 27: The Photos

(Anthony's POV)

I sit in the chair letting Uncle Lorenzo stitch up the knife wound without any sort of pain reliever. Normally I would have complained, for sh*ts and giggles. The pain didn’t bother me, I just like to give him a hard time.

However, right now. I can’t. There isn’t enough strength in me to even notice my own pain. Rage and a different kind of pain runs rampant in my body. How? How could he have put her through that type of psychological torture? Why had she not told me about it?

Both Lorenzo and Griffin notices the folder in my hand and Griffin tries to take it from me, but I harshly slap his hand away. No, not yet. The images of my sweet Bethany tied up, fresh blood running from gashes in her skin.

Tears streaming down her face. Other photos after someone had half*ssed cleaned her up. Provocative photos of her with her legs forcefully spread to view everything.