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The clothes... Violet tugged at the hem of the top. It wasn’t hers. Neither were the pants. She had something else on her body when she left the mansion in the morning. But now, she had a completely different outfit on.
"Did mom notice? Should I tell her?" She pulled at the top, memories of how it came to her flashing back.
Flashback...
Blood. There was an unimaginable amount of blood on the tiles around Violet's body when she gained her senses back. She whimpered in terror as she touched her palms to her cheeks. Everything felt coarse, broken, out of place. She could feel the splinters of broken bones prodding her skin on the face. She could feel the prick under her fingers while her face was numb.
Violet wept, unable to recall anything. She just remembered that she had been brut
