TWENTY YEARS AGO (FRANKFURT—2003)
SCHMIDT MANSION
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"This useless brat! Bring me my cane, Rachel!" Killian placed his hands behind his back as he looked tearfully at his father, trying sniffing as he tried to catch his breath.
Rachel looked pitifully at the little seven year old as her heart tightened. She couldn't bring herself to bring the cane as her master ordered knowing how it's end. Her teary eyes moved to Killian's short legs adorned with several cane marks from yesterday which still looked afresh and raw.
"I-I am sorry, Vater," Killian sniffed trying to control his tears. If he cry, Vater would punish him more.
"No, you're not sorry, Killian. But you will be when I'll be done with you." Jakob snarled as he stormed up to his son. "Rachel!" Rachel flinched startled a
