After My Fiancé Let Thugs Brand Me, I Vanished

I was in a fog, guided by the therapist to relive the events of the previous night over and over. Throughout this, I screamed, shouted, and tumbled repeatedly from the bed, only for Ryland Palmer to place me back. Until one time, while I was on the ground, terrified and unable to bear it any longer, I clutched at Ryland’s pant leg, "Please, help me. I’m scared. Save me."

I repeatedly banged my head against the floor, desperate not to relive the moment when the thug had tormented me. Ryland pulled his leg away, and the therapist kept applying psychological pressure. I was drawn into intensifying the ordeal, reliving the branding iron's burning pain, the knife slicing into my skin, leaving abusive words etched all over my body. I writhed on the floor in agony, constantly pleading for them to stop.

“Everything's set. Shall we proceed to the next stage?” someone said, but my mind was already foggy. “Boss, the hypnosis is complete. No matter what happens today, she won’t remember a thing.”

“But don’t push it too far. People have a strong survival instinct.”

Lilly chimed in playfully, “Ryland, I want Milo to have his revenge, so I’ve brought in a bunch of alley cats.”

“Can they stay with Penelope for a few hours? We'll observe from the control room to ensure no lasting harm comes to her. She won’t remember anything by tomorrow anyway.”

“I’ll get to avenge Milo, so why not? What do you say, Ryland?”

After a long pause, Ryland agreed. Those words terrified me. I wanted to struggle to my feet but felt like a ton of bricks was pressing me down. Tears streamed down my face, the humiliation of being utterly at their mercy left me gasping for air.

Soon, I felt cats jumping all over me. My scalp ached as if alley cats were clawing at it, and they started tearing at my clothes. “Ryland, I've come at just the right time, huh? Little sister-in-law’s clothes are all in tatters from these cats.”

“The thug’s had his fun. Ryland, she’s hypnotized anyway. Let us have a go.” I wanted to escape, but I couldn’t. Tears fell relentlessly onto the carpet. I heard Ryland’s detached voice utter these chilling words, “Go ahead, but be careful.”

My last glimmer of hope was thoroughly extinguished.