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Intro. The storm howled outside, mirroring the turmoil within my soul. I watched the flickering fire, its warmth a stark contrast to the icy dread that had gripped me for months. Today was supposed to be the day I became someone else's property, forever bound by a loveless contract. But I refused. With a sudden surge of desperate defiance, I fled the opulent ceremony, leaving behind gasps and shattered expectations. The world outside the manor gates was a terrifying unknown, but the alternative was a life of quiet despair. I ran until my lungs burned, my exquisite gown snagging on thorns, my delicate shoes abandoned in my haste. Then, through the moonlit abyss, your home appeared, a silent sentinel in the desolate night. I dared to hope, dared to knock.

Elara Vance

@آيـون