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Seth: A Spat Between A Mother And Her Son
"Elizabeth, why are your clothes stained with paint?" Antonina sounded calm as she spoke to little Eliza, who wore a cream white dress with buttons in the middle of it. Splashes of paint were decorated on it. Eliza looked at her clothes first, before looking back at her mother. She was ready to speak but was quickly struck by a whip. "Insolent child. I wrecked my body for you, yet you can't even be grateful." Antonina spoke in an unbearably sweet tone, as Eliza shaked violently, holding the cheek that was hit by the whip, a huge line that spilled blood profusely was made. The servants in the room couldn't speak, averting their eyes from the scene as they had no power to speak back to her, so they listened to the cries of Eliza, who was beaten mercilessly by her own mother. "Mother, please
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