Beyond the Wound of Time
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Ethan, a 33 year old doctor encountered a very heart wrenching scenario, a girl named Emily, she was badly stabbed by her father, it was patriciadial attempt. her father was a psychopath. he was mentally unstable, he was drunk and he tried to rape her but he couldn't, Emily's mom, Margaret. she killed him, Emily was badly injured. this story tells us about a unique love story beyond the past traumas.
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