Half of Rhea

Half of Rhea

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The descent from a happy young woman, to the mess that lay crumpled on the floor, had been slow. At first the small things she just brushed off. "Oh.... maybe he just doesn't like these clothes." "He likes my face more natural though... without the make-up." "My friends are probably bad influences?...." Over the years these small things had added up and she was now, but a shell of her former self. Rhea was living a tortuous life. The cycle of domestic violence, is a difficult one to break, the highs, the lows and the psychological games are neverending. Here is a story of one woman's fight for her life, her freedom and revenge! with hope, growth and a second chance at love, can she overcome her horrible circumstances to finally find happiness?
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She wanted to be loved. She ended up unforgettable. They told her to stay quiet, stay small, stay home. She ran. First from her family, then from her past - straight into the spotlight. She rewrites everything. She's not here to be a star. She's here to burn the script. Feminist. Fearless. Final. ---------- || "Aven was always told to stay quiet, stay small, stay back. And she did-just like any normal daughter would do. But when the truths started unraveling, about her, about her past-she became something worse. Something that the society couldn't swallow. She thought love could save her, but it ended up bringing out a version of herself, she never thought existed. She was touched. Almost marked as his. But she knew better than to stay silent about it. She had enough. She had to survive. For the damn life waiting for her. So, she killed her abuser. Because it was either him or her. Someone had to be dead. The night was meant to take a life away."|| (TheWattys2025)

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