𝗗𝗲𝗲𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀
I clasped the delicate lace of my bridal gown tightly. The white fabric, meant to symbolize purity, enshrouded me like a funerary veil, suffocating the remnants of my former freedom. I had never imagined my life would lead here, to this luxurious prison, bound to a man I feared as much as I despised. "Why me?" I broke...
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