My last hope shattered.
“Sister, why are you so stubborn?” Sophie mocked, walking over gleefully. “Uncle and Aunt are doing this for your own good.”
She picked up a crystal trophy from the table—the one I had received three years ago when I secured my first multimillion-dollar investment. The inscription read Presented to Sophia Bennett.
“This is beautiful,” she mused, turning it in her hands.
“Such a shame—you’ll be married off soon.”
Crash—
The crystal trophy slipped from Sophie’s hand and shattered on the ground.
“Oh no, sorry, sister, my hand slipped.”
She laughed, cruel yet innocent.
“But it doesn’t matter. You won’t be needing it anymore.”
Her actions completely ignited my fury.
I leapt to my feet and tore the contract in half.
“I will not sign it!”
I shouted at my parents.
“Even if you beat me to death today, I will never sign!”
“Courting death!”
My father, enraged beyond reason, ripped off his belt again and swung it at me with no restraint this time.
The belt cracked through the air before slashing into me.
The wounds that had just been treated split open again, leaving raw flesh exposed and bleeding.
I curled up on the floor, my consciousness blurring from the pain.
“Stop!”