“Hush, just relax and it won’t hurt.”

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Relax? How could she relax?! She squirmed, whimpering weakly as she tried to escape the woman’s iron grip. “Please… please no…” She blubbered tearfully. “Please don’… Don’ do this! Please!”

“You won’t feel a thing,” she promised. “You won’t even remember this in the morning.” She wasn’t going to say that it was going to hurt her so much more, since it was cliche and hardly comforting, but it was true. Anna was horrified and disgusted by what her existence had become. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I don’t have a choice.”