CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVEN : PENANCE

It landed on the skin of my back hard and painful, just how I like it.

I could feel the burn as it tore through my flesh.

My head, ringing with pain.

One that echoed around my head.

Yet, it was what I needed to repent.

So I continued.

More memories poured through my mind like a damp.

And for ...

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