บททั้งหมดของ Set Me Free: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

During the helicopter ride back, I remained silent. According to the instructions in that strange text, I just had to continue living a numb, obedient existence for two more days, and then I would die. It promised to reward me with a second life, and honestly, that wasn’t that hard. I had held on for so long. Waiting two more days until my death made no difference. The moment we stepped off the helicopter, a slender figure stood in the way of the exit. The fake heiress, Vanessa York, sized me up.“You’re back?” she snapped. “Let me tell you something, Eva. Ethan and the others only agreed to bring you back because you’ve been submissive these past three years. If you ever bully me again as you did three years ago, I’ll have them gouge out your other eye!”To be honest, I couldn’t even remember when I had ever bullied Vanessa. However, none of that mattered anymore. Over the last three years, there was no telling whether I’d have been on the receiving end of the matron’s slap or her

I blinked a few times, shifting my gaze toward an apple that had smashed to pieces on the floor.Looking up at Ethan, I offered a submissive smile.“You misunderstand,” I said. “I was merely preparing your breakfast. Please do not worry. A stab wound to the abdomen like this won’t kill me.”Ethan looked visibly shaken by my words.Just as he was about to ask me something else, Hudson called out to him, “Ethan…”Ethan turned his head to look. When Hudson had wrestled the knife away from me earlier, he had accidentally pulled back my sleeve, exposing the inner side of my bare arm, which was covered in all sorts of hideous scars. Some wounds were so deep that it was obvious a great deal of force had been used to cut deep into the flesh. They were all marks of self-harm.Faced with the panicked stares of the two men, I smiled apologetically.“Did I disturb you both?” I asked. “I am so sorry. I will be quieter next time.”Ethan and Hudson exchanged a tense look, remaining silent. Wi

Ethan heard a deafening ringing echo in his ears, as if an explosion had gone off in his mind. Before he could even process what was happening, Logan had dashed forward. He slammed his shoulder violently against the wooden door of the utility room, forcing it open.The moment the door gave way, a thick stench of blood wafted out from the dimly lit room. Logan’s legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees. His eyes widened in horror as he stared straight at the figure lying deep inside the utility room. It looked so small, lying in the center of a pool of blood, like a dead butterfly.“Eva…”A broken, breathless gasp escaped Logan’s throat. Stumbling and desperate, he crawled over on his hands and knees. By the time he got close, his palms were covered in my cold, sticky blood.Rushing in right behind Logan was Hudson. He didn’t even have time for grief. Charging straight toward my corpse in a daze, he fell to his knees into the pool of blood. With trembling hands, he ripped open th

Hudson lifted the white sheet, exposing a withered arm. On it, besides the crisscrossing scars from old self-harm, a multitude of fresh marks was glaringly visible. Those were scratch marks left by fingernails, a bright red-purple color, and most were still oozing blood.Ethan’s breath hitched as his chaotic mind raced backward through his memories. Those wounds… That day in the kitchen, he had seen my arm. Back then, although the old scars looked horrific, there were absolutely no scratches or pinch marks!Just as Ethan pondered on it, Hudson spoke up, “We compared the tissue residue found under Sonny’s fingernails with the skin fragments I extracted from the edges of these fresh wounds on Eva’s arm for a laboratory analysis. The DNA is a perfect match. These scratches and pinch marks were made by Sonny.”Ethan’s face turned deathly pale in an instant.Hudson continued to add, “After the incident with Eva, one of the doctors under my supervision grew terrified and came forward to

Vanessa’s screams were piercing.One of the matrons cursed under her breath, “Shut the hell up! You’re driving me crazy!”Before Vanessa could react, the matron whipped out a wad of filthy, foul-smelling rags and mercilessly shoved it straight into Vanessa’s wide-open, screaming mouth.“Mmph–”Vanessa’s voice was instantly cut off. The rancid stench of the rag shot straight up her nose, making her vision go dark as her stomach churned. However, the nightmare was far from over. After gagging her, the two matrons exchanged a look. Then, their fists and boots rained down upon Vanessa like a relentless storm.From that day forward, the person “Vanessa York” vanished from high society. In her place, in that old, isolated manor on the island, there was only a crazy, blind, and crippled woman whose sole purpose was to scrub the manor’s chamber pots and filthy toilets.No one really knew how she went blind. Perhaps she had accidentally struck the sharp corner of a table during her franti