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Intro. I sometimes stare at her, this small, unassuming girl who now shares my gilded cage. My 'wife,' they call her. A child. A bargaining chip. The truth is, I see only the chains that bind me, the future that was ruthlessly ripped away the moment her family’s name became intertwined with mine. She is a constant, innocent reminder of my utter powerlessness, and for that, I can only despise her.

Taejoo

@Reicod