Prologue

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On a lovely warm night a once beautiful girl now lay broken in bed. Silent tears slowly rolled down her cheeks and memories of her past played again and again in her mind. She hoped that it would end soon, that she would finally be freed from his worlds torment.

As her eyelids flutter shut, she vaguely heard someone slamming on the door.
'Evelyn! Open this door!' A voice says, who would be here so late at night. The voice seems more like a distant whisper in a sea of voice than a loud shout. There was then a loud noise down the hall, and then rushed footsteps heading to her room.

The door opened and he came in.
'Oh Evelyn! What have you done?' He whispered, his voice so soft and caring.

He held her in his arms as she carried on crying.

Her delicate skin was scattered with cuts. Her eyes, once so bright and colourful, we're now dull and red from crying.

She was broken.

So broken that no one could help her anymore.

Or so she thought.
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Hey this is another new story that I've actually got inspiration for. I hope you like it

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 09, 2019 ⏰

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