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⚔️And she would bow to no one⚔️
Present
I was fifteen years old, when I lost my family. Tragic isn't it?
I was devastated, stuck between the revenge and feeling the grief. And then I met some of the good people as my doctors who promised me to give a new life.
Rudra Bhai is one of them. Fifteen years ago he adopted me but he didn't know that the person whom he is adopting is not the normal teenage girl.
After coming in his family we shift in the London as he wanted to study neuroscience there. But even after changing my name and my place I couldn't find peace.
I suffered from insomnia, panic attacks and terrifying nightmares. I spend most of my nights mourning over my dead family. And on those dark nights I fall more into the abyss of my darkside.
And without any realisation, I gave permission to my demons to take over my brain and I sink more in the depth of my sorrows and sufferings. Not knowing how much it could cost me.
A smile of triump take over my lips when I found my favourite shade of lipstick. I opened the lid and spread the lipstick over my plump lips. The dark crimson colour making my dark empath self more stand out.
Poor Bella, that teenage girl was so naive. I slightly manipulated her and she was open to hand herself to me. She thought that being a a monster I'm still a part of her, but that was a lie.
Just few tricks of my manipulation and she driven back in her cave of sorrows and never came back. Or can say that I never let her come back. It's me, her inner monster, from these sixteen years who protected her from this cruel world.
