"You live under our mercy," said Lady Churchill to little Catherine in a cold stone voice. Oh, poor little Catherine, lost all who loved her when she was only six. Daily cruelty trained her to be strong and clever. "I did you no wrong and, foolish me, I even begged for your love. But you tortured me when I was still a powerless child under God's witness. Therefore, I vow before God, I shall make you all pay. I will make your pain longer, more humiliating. How much you did to me, I will force it ten times on you and your family. You should regret not killing me when I was just a girl." *** As a seed of revenge was planted and flourished, Catherine became blinded to love. She plotted schemes. She used people as chess pieces. But when true love appeared, could she spot it? Would love heal her broken heart? "Surely, you may find me disgusting. I have no words. Take me or leave me." Catherine looked into his eyes, and didn't notice her tears fall down. "I know you. I've known you since many many years ago. I see it. You are hardly disgusting and I'm hardly wholesome. I can give you what you want. In return, you will give me what I want." "I can't give you any money or land. I have none." Catherine looked away. "I want your heart. In return, I will give you revenge."
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