Chapter 12
Tears flowed down Isabelle's face as she saw the man, carrying needles, ink and everything needed to give a tattoo.
The man looked at her guardian, "Branding her?"
"Yes. I would not have had to, if she would have not been a ungracious slut."
Isabelle stared at the crowd watching as her flaws were shown.
"I will enjoy my name on her arm."
The artist freed her arm prompting Isabelle to swing at him. The officer grabbed her arm, "You will be punished for swinging at the nice man."
Isabelle nodded. She shivered unknowing what the punishment would be.
The officer slammed her arm against the tree, "Do your job."
Isabelle bit down onto the tie that gagged her, as the pain shot through her arm.
After what felt like a year, her arm was tattooed with the name, Clark.
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