"𝐓𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞"
Because this is where love fades and hate resides and intensifies, broken hearts give rise to the most devastating storie...
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I tried to turn, but my back hurts. I opened my eyes to see all of the aunties nearby. They always made me feel special and treated me like a princess. I grinned and tried to stand, but failed miserably.
"Easy, Ada," one of them said as he helped me. I looked at the clock, and it was after 7, and I had barely slept for four hours. I sighed and stood up from the bed, with their help.
"Take leave today, you will hurt yourself," Grandma cautioned me, but I couldn't avoid my duty because it's the only place where I can find peace and let go of my sadness. I shook my head and entered the bathroom for a hot shower. These tortures are not new to me; my mother died 17 years ago, and these tortures have been going on for 17 years.
I wanted to warn everyone about him and scream, but I couldn't since he'd steal those innocent souls as well. When I was 17, I told my teacher about it, but he somehow found out. the day, he nearly broke my hand, and I could no longer locate the teacher.
I stood under the shower, and as soon as the warm water touched my skin, it began to burn. My eyes poured with tears, and I couldn't stop them. It burns like awful at first, but it finally gives me relief. I dried myself and exited in my bathrobe.
I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my back, which was covered with marks. I whimpered and covered myself again, this time in a simple kurti that covered my entire back and hands. I wore minimal makeup so that no one could see my puffy eyes or face. I gathered my belongings and grinned as I exited my room.
When I got downstairs, I noticed him enjoying breakfast with a new girl on his lap. I walked passed him while closing my eyes in wrath.
He said, "You should wish your elders," and I came to a standstill. He told you, "Now you are getting married to Vid, so behave otherwise, you know." I gave him a quick glance.
"I said yes from your side," he added, feeding the girl in his lap. I gazed at him in surprise, wondering how he could agree to this marriage. I felt tears well up in my eyes but attempted to ignore them. I stepped out of the home and got into the car.
