Description
Even by Isle standards, I had a real shitty life. Orphan, raped, starved, beaten, and left on death's door. I wanted out, so when I had the chance - and the courage - to escape, I tried to run away. It didn't go well, and when I won his little game, Uma, Harry, Gil, Evie, Carlos, Jay, and Mal had gotten me off the Isle. But despite spending time in the hospital, some wounds are too deep to heal. I was thrown into this lavish life of dresses and tiaras thinking it would make my life a little better. But with pressure to be royally perfect, lack of trusting others, and scars so deep they cause me nightmares and dark thoughts, it wasn't as easy as it looked. But, there is no way my life could get any worse....than it already is. Or I so wrongly thought. (Original start-up for this story: August 10th, 2022. Date of its editing: October 28th, 2023)
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