The Monster's Wife

The Monster's Wife

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It was like I was in a dream but now when I look at myself here with a fractured left hand and bruised right leg, the pain makes it real. Today in the morning when I woke up I was a normal twenty year old following her dream of being in New York but now it became my worst nightmare. My name is Elizabeth Amarel, nationality Indian. I come from a normal middle class family who have nothing but a lot of debts and this is my story. ⚜⚜⚜⚜⚜⚜⚜⚜⚜ Meet Elizabeth Amaral Strong, high spirited, dreamer and innocent. But don't think of her as a damsel in distress she may look like an ordinary person with brown eyes, black hair but life made her tough from the inside. An Indian girl with only dream of her life. Her dream is to go to New York. She has struggled all her life to achieve that dream. But when she finally achieves that dream it shatters of all the other plans she made. Find what made her regret to even dream? Highest Ranking - #7 - Casanova #1 - India #1 - Forced marriage #16 - Protective #6 - Jealousy #6 - Marriage #14 - Billionaire #1 - ruthless #5 - mafia
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