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7. A Harrowing Flashback
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2023-08-02 00:03:00Rima’s POV
*The Night Before*
A vivid flashback of one of my most harrowing memories infiltrated my sleep last night, taking me back to a month ago.
I found myself holding my breath in the cramped space that served as my temporary refuge. I was hidden in the car trunk of one of George’s bodyguards, a man named Dominic. He was the only kind soul in the villa where George held me captive, forbidding me from ever leaving his mansion or, more critically, escaping his grasp. Dominic was the lone beacon of light who could see my suffering during the months I spent married to George. Every person in the villa knew I was there against my will, subjected to abuse, beatings, humiliation, and pain in all its forms, but no one dared to help me… except Dominic.
Whenever George left for work, Dominic would check on me. He tried to keep me company and comfort me when he could. His kindness was my lifeline in the darkness that had consumed me. After a
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