Sara watched Silas' face for a moment before she decided to tell him everything.
“ My Mom was not like them. She was just like you. A peasant as Lexingtons called her. With the smallest mistakes, she had to suffer. She made a small mistake once. She accidentally spilled juice on the clothes of the wife of Grandfather's great powerful business partner. ” Sara spoke each word slowly as Silas' guilt grew. He raised his head and looked at her again.
“Grandmother likes to punish people. Get on your knees and stay outside for the whole night, Bow down for hundred times, starve for three days, sit under the sun in the hot summer for hours. ” Sara was in a trance, her mind traveling back to the corridors of the past.
Memories were painful and having to live them over and over again was undeniab
