Two Years Back and Counting down
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Last published Fri, Mar 14, 2025
(I wrote this for my English summative as a short story in school, but i'm publishing it on Wattpad after adding the zesty parts and making it longer :)
Cara Joycelyn Riddhart Millanaire. Or at least that's what I was before my father committed treason. I was the lowly bastard child of the Riddhart family, sold off to the young Emperor in a marriage of convenience. I thought I would find more happiness at the palace, but it was equivalent to my father's duchy. Both were Hell. As I watched my "Family" get beheaded, I wished for another chance at life. Waking up to the dawn of life once more, I was determined to change the future, to finally feel happy for once...
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