A city steeped in blood and secrets. Its narrow streets smelled of expresso, hiding whispered deals and corpses. In the middle, there was the heart-"𝘓'𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘢." In a world where clinging to other men's beds, dancing on a stage, flirting with danger, and selling pieces of their soul were the only currency some women. In short they were 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴, they were the forgotten daughters, the unwanted wives, and the survivors of a war that never ended.