WHY GET INTO MY HEART

One misstep.

One wrong decision.

One small mistake.

A life spirals into a nightmare of unbearable pain and torment. The world fractures drenched in despair and silent screams.

Each year, the same horror returns:

AUCTIONS.

Not for objects.

But for youth.

Beauty is currency.

Worth is measured by how untouched you are.

No gender.

No name.

Only skin, age, and price.

An appetite fueled by the world's darkest desires.

But time steals everything.

When the next auction comes, your value dies.

The cycle repeats until someone chooses the wrong person, realizing too late that not everyone is the same.

In Goa, a reckless school trip drifts beyond the veil of safety.

A wild hearted few slip away from watchful teachers, drawn by whispers of freedom.

They uncover a secret everyone knew, but no one chose to speak of. A silent horror they refuse to accept.

Children, barely older than them, ensnared in a merciless export dream.

Their silence is a noose too late to scream, too bound to break free. The group is caught; some flee like shadows in the night. Some are bound in the export.

Among the restless captives, a singular soul moves apart.

Wounded and fierce, with eyes that see where others only blink.

To the rich, she is poison.

A fault line in their perfect world.

A savage whisper that not everything can be broken.

The captor's final mistake was not capturing someone without an identity.

but sending them to auction.

That mistake becomes a noose, unleashing a reckoning.

No puppet master can hold back the storm that devours the hands trying to guide it.

Some villains are loud.

Some heroes are brave.

But the most terrifying is the one who remembers everything, speaks nothing, and shows it all.

They ask:

WHY GET INTO MY HEART when you had none?

~ WRITER @THRAYAKH

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