We Who Love

In a tranquil city, filled with love and hardworking individuals who live and cherish nature, the green view of nature brought utmost serenity and peace. One fateful day, chaos erupted as a tragic motor accident occurred in the community market square, taking the lives of many vibrant and healthy people. The community's peaceful and happy atmosphere turned into grieving and mourning. In the midst of this tragedy was a girl named Emily, barely nineteen years old.

Both of her parents were involved in the accident, and it claimed both of their lives, leaving her in tears and sorrows, unaware of where to begin.

As she navigated the dark reality of her loss, the community rallied around her, offering support and comfort. Neighbors brought food, friends offered listening ears, and strangers became familiar faces in her time of need.

The days that followed were a blur of funeral services, condolences, and paperwork. Emily struggled to come to terms with her new reality, oscillating between grief, anger, and numbness.

Her uncle, a distant relative, reluctantly agreed to take her in.

Her uncle's family consisted of his two children, Jeffrey and Vivian. They resided in a grand mansion, but the atmosphere was far from warm. Jeffrey, the son, was arrogant and dismissive, while Vivian, the daughter, was manipulative and cruel. Neither of them accepted her as one of their own, treating her with disdain and contempt.

She was forced to do menial tasks, from cleaning the house to cooking meals. Her uncle's family made sure she felt like a servant, not a member of the family. They would often belittle her, making her feel worthless and unloved. Emily's days blended together in a haze of hard work and emotional pain.

As the months passed, She felt like she was disappearing. She had no one to talk to, no one to confide in. Her uncle's family seemed to delight in her misery, and she began to wonder if she would ever find happiness again. The loneliness was suffocating, and Emily felt like she was losing herself.

One day, her uncle summoned her to his study. He handed her a ledger, detailing her "debts" to the family. According to him, Emily owed them for her living expenses, food, and shelter. The amount was staggering, and Emily realized she would never be able to repay it. She felt trapped, with no way out.

As the days turned into weeks, her life became a never-ending cycle of drudgery and despair. She was a prisoner in her uncle's house, forced to endure the cruelty and disdain of her relatives. Her spirit began to break, and Emily wondered if she would ever find freedom.