Pale skin, frail body, eye bags under ones captivating deer eyes. She is still a piece of bud, pure and ravishing, elegant and maybe too fragile for human's rough touch. Beauty she is yet the radiance and shimmer from her eyes long gone, concealed in the shady cage of this imperial property. Her guileless, innocent and vulnerable eyes screamed to break the invisible chains of marriage and let her once again soar the boundless sky like a free bird, yet she her wings are clipped and she can't roam freely anymore...like she used to in the golden remembrance of the bygone days. One year has passed in blur, not for the helpless soul that hasn't spent a day without drenching the cold floor beneath her with the emotions that kept flowing like an unstoppable current. Loneliness, disrespect and physical abuse, everything she went through with lips sealed. Two months ago, she was thrashed in an inhuman way, twenty five times with a whip, left to starve and dehydrate herself for two consecutive
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