It's 1889. The cruel fate ripped her mercilessly, scattered all the hopes and defiled her pure soul. All her very most precious things were snatched away. And even if she lives her life, so broken inside. Her rotting soul is nevermore to be pure anymore. The heartbreaking fate burned her, right underneath her soul - making her almost suffocate beneath the pain and grief. Despite all the pains she felt, on the verge of her life she felt the warmth inside her almost numb heart. How could it be? Written by Novi Widy Astuti [202122102] Creative Writing - A
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