Chapter 4 - Sarah Comforts Her Terrified Daughter By The Table
Sarah knelt beside little Lily on the polished hardwood floor, her emerald green satin gown pooling gracefully around her.
She wrapped her arms tightly around her daughter, pulling the little girl’s trembling body against her chest.
“You’re safe now, my sweet angel. Mommy and Daddy are right here with you,” Sarah whispered soothingly into her hair.
Lily sobbed softly, clutching her burned and bruised little hands against her powder-blue organza dress to hide the pain.
“Grandma was so mean, Mommy... it hurt so much,” Lily whimpered, her wide blue eyes swimming with genuine tears.
Sarah kissed the top of Lily’s head, her heart aching with a fierce, protective maternal fury equal to her husband's.
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She looked up at Eleanor across the room, her gaze sharp enough to cut glass and devoid of any lingering fear.
“You terrorized our daughter for the last time, Eleanor,” Sarah stated clearly, her voice echoing through the vast space.
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