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Torn Apart by Loss
She's dead. Lisa. I stood there, watching him take his vow. I didn't feel hurt, like the other day when I was introduced as a maid to his people. I didn't ask to be brought here, and I have no interest in being his wife or mate. All I want right now is my freedom. ~Flashback~ "My lady, are you seriously going to the meeting?" Linda asked me. I was rummaging through my closet to find clothes to put on. I needed to dress beautifully. More beautiful than that b***h. "Yes. Do I have a choice, Linda?" I hissed. "He threatens me with my mother's life. He vows to kill her. I have no choice but to heed his command." "I know. Allow me to dress you up." I picked out the clothes I wanted to wear. Linda beautifully styled my hair and clipped it with a gorgeous hair clip. I stood in front of the
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