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(Y/n)'s POV
"Every woman should be elegant. All her moves should shout grace. She should be the center of attention no matter what. That's how she is going to get married. Only in that way she can find a perfect husband."
I was hearing those words for 17 years. Every day of my life I would wake up and go to sleep with those words in my mind. That's how my mother and aunt wanted me to be. They wanted me to be the perfect wife for the perfect husband, but I always described myself as a doll. A living doll that was meant to find an owner to play with.
So stupid. So pointless. I used to sit in my room for hours looking at my dolls and wondering if I indeed looked like them. I was checking myself every day scared that I will wake up as a doll. A doll that doesn't have control of her life. A doll that is controlled by others, her mother and aunt. Those two were holding my strings of life. Those two had control of everything.
I was living as a living doll until my 17. Until the day of my 17 birthday I was living in this hell and I would still be there if it wasn't for my savior. I still remember that night, the night of my birthday. I was sitting in my room crying like every other night. It was quiet until he jumped in from the window. The first thing that caught my interest was his red hair. This was the only thing I saw before I started talking with him, because I knew that screening and shouting wasn't going to help me. Not when a man like him was right in front of me ready for a talk.
-"Come with me. I can take you out of this prison. I can give you a better future, more beautiful and happier. I can give you anything you want. And as an exchange you are going to be my puppet, my beautiful and sweet puppet."
I still remember his words. Those sweet words that took me out of the palace. They gave me the freedom I was longing for. They gave me a life to love and someone to trust. Someone that I own my life to. My master, my savior, my boyfriend.
-"(Y/n). Come here for a little."
His sweet voice told me making me leave down my sketch book and walk to him. I stood beside him waiting for him to talk. My eyes staring to his red hair not being able to stop enjoying how vivid this color looked on him. I always liked staring at him after all. He was my inspiration. The only one that can be part of my drawings.
-"Here." he said and gave me a ring.
It was a simple silver ring, but on top of it, it had a red rose. I looked at it with interest, liking it already. However, I had no idea why he was giving it to me. Especially now that he was busy making puppets for the upcoming mission.
-"This ring has some of my Chakra in it. It's going to help me find you and it's going to help you know if I am ok or not." he told me as he stared in my (e/c) eyes with his brown ones.
-"Why are you giving me this so suddenly, Sasori?" I asked him curious as I placed the ring on my finger.
-"Just a feeling. I want you to be safe." he answered as he turned back to his work.
I stared at him nor making any moves to leave. I was watching his hands moving, cutting and making the wood he had into puppets. Putting weapons on them along with anything else they needed. And at the end he connected them with his Chakra making sure he had control of it.
My eyes became more sad at this. It made me remember the days that I was still in the palace, that my mother and aunt was controlling me. It made me remember my awful past.
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