Chapter 95: Fatum

"You disgusting piece of shit!"

Smack!

A young girl appearing to be no older than eleven years old was struck across her face by her father and sent tumbling across the floor.

Because she had not been allowed to use the bathroom, her bladder had filled beyond its limit until she finally wet herself.

Her father found such an act to be incredibly abhorrent and felt that his beatings would provide the necessary course correction.

If the girl was hurt by this treatment, she did not show it as she dragged her weak and underfed body off the ground.

"Damn good for nothing! Why can't you be like your brother!?"

The young girl simply kept her head down as if she had heard those words a thousand times before.

The man continued to yell and berate her for what felt like an eternity before he grabbed her by her hair and threw her into a closet.

She was used to this closet and she actually felt more at home here than she did outside.

This place was her sanctuary.