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#296 in Warewolf Genre ( 07/06/16)
Death is her fate. Hope is her survival.
She's been played by this cruel thing called world. She had been crushed, destroyed and stabbed over and over again until she was left with nothing, with numbness and shallowness. She tried to stand up and crawled her way up but her feet were buried deep down hell. It gets even worse than before now that she's sold.
What would she choose? When she has no choice. Can she survive? What would she do? Because, for the very first time in her life, she wants to be saved.
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