Maybe Isaiah hasn't put together yet that I am not my sister. I love Dove, but she's soft and always has been. I've always been the tough one, the strong one, the one that was raised by a man who taught me how to protect myself.
"You see, Sabel here is special," Isaiah said as he turned towards the four girls. "I've been dying to get my hands on her since the moment I laid eyes on her, but she wouldn't relent. Not even a little. But... after these guys helped me with her dear sister last night... I knew she'd come running to me."
These guys helped him ra.pe and torture Dove? Well, good. Now I can make sure they all pay. Everything they fu.cking did to Dove, they're going to get back tenfold.
"Hope she feels as good as Dove did," the guy on the right said.
"Hope she puts up more of a fi
