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“ When I say that you will beg...then I mean it... Heaven...now Kneel For me”
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She was standing on the balcony, watching the butterflies fluttering freely in the sky. Her mind drifted back to her past, to a time when she was just like them—carefree, with dreams and a life of her own. But now...now she feels like a living corpse, trapped in the prison of a monster’s making.
The thought of escaping this place made her shiver with fear. Even thinking about it made her skin crawl. She was terrified.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. She hesitated before saying, “Come in.” A maid entered, greeting her politely with a soft, “Good evening, ma’am.” She simply nodded, already knowing why the maid was here.
She braced herself, her heart pounding as she anticipated the inevitable. “Ma’am, Sir wants to see you in his room... right now,” the maid informed her and turned to leave. But she paused at the door, her voice trembling slightly as she added,
“Sir is in a bad mood, ma’am. Please, take care of yourself…” It was as if she wanted to warn her, to protect her somehow, but knew she couldn’t do more than this. With a sympathetic glance, she left the room.
