Lily could only nod, her heart breaking into a million pieces. 'I know, my son. But we have no choice but to follow the orders of the higher class.'

As William's life was taken away from him, his body convulsed in pain and terror. And just like his younger brother, he died with a fully erect penis, his innocence stolen from him in his last moments.

After William's death, Mr. Collins turned to Lily, a cruel smirk on his face. 'You have suffered enough, woman. You may leave, but remember your place in this world.' He then left her there, alone and broken, surrounded by the lifeless bodies of her two young sons.

From that day on, Lily lived with the pain and guilt of not being able to save her sons. And as she grieved for them, she knew she and the rest of the lower class would continue to obey the orders of the higher class, no matter how cruel and inhumane they may be. For in this world, the higher class had all the power and the lower class had none.