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"Ahhh——"

The red-hot branding iron seared into Sam Bolton's chest, and she screamed in agony.

But even that harrowing shriek did nothing to ease the resentment in Lana Rose's heart. How could this kind of physical pain compare to the visceral anguish of losing a child?

Lana Rose withdrew the iron and stared down at Sam Bolton with cold detachment