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12- Inhumane Strength

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last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

 After he left, I quickly locked the door as my lungs gasped for some air in his lethal presence. I lost my breath and felt suffocated, he intoxicated my mind in his fear. I put my head over the door and began to cry out loud, letting out the tears I was holding inside me for so long, the cries of ravage I tried to bury inside me. Tears blurred my vision, rolling down without any halt, reflecting my devastation. I let out my cries of the desperation of being forced in this life I never desire.

I still couldn’t believe what happened. I felt like a dream from which I will wake up and marry Jeremy but no, it was the harsh reality which is unbearable for me where I lost everything in a few moments. Only if I knew these were marriage licence papers, I would never sign them. I was so terrified back then that I failed to notice the contents of the papers. He broke my happy life to pieces, crushing my sweet

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