"Strip, Doll." The command came from two men at the exact same moment, their deep, dark voices echoing through the silent room. She froze. Dressed in a pristine white wedding gown, she looked breathtakingly beautiful-fair, delicate, and heartbreakingly fragile, like a porcelain doll moments away from breaking. Her trembling hands instinctively clutched the fabric of her dress as tears welled in her eyes. "P-Please..." she whispered, shaking her head. "Please... don't do this... Please... leave me alone." Her broken plea dissolved into quiet sobs, but the room remained cold and merciless. One of the men rose from his seat and slowly walked toward her. "Why, Doll?" he asked in a dark, emotionless voice. "You were the one who came into our lives. You were the one who claimed to love both of us, weren't you? You were the one who wanted to marry us... to spend your wedding night with us." A cold smile tugged at his lips. "You only wanted it at different times. We simply chose to make it happen together. What's the difference? Whether it's separately or at the same time..." He shoved her onto the bed. She let out a frightened gasp as tears silently streamed from her wide, puppy-like eyes. The other man walked toward the bed and looked down at her. "It was this innocent face that trapped both of us, wasn't it?" he said with a bitter smile. "Look... we both fell for it." He climbed onto the bed, his gaze never leaving her. "Come on... let's celebrate our wedding night. After all, this was your wish... wasn't it?" Her tears silently rolled down her cheeks as fear and confusion filled her eyes. ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ʜɪᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ. ⚠ ᴇxᴩʟɪᴄɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ⚠ |ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʀɪꜱᴋ| |ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀᴜᴅɪᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ| |ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴇɴꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ʀᴇ