The Bride's Heart: A Betrayal Beneath the Veil

nd myself trapped in

stagnant, filled with a strong stench of decay. The cramped space was pac

t understand. The speakers had rough voices, occasionally int

ainfully bound my limbs, and in my m

I was overjoyed to s

ces behind me started

ith my body. My hands, numb with fear an

ed the emergency contact on my phone. Since the beginning of my

ong time without being answered

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k up the phone. I

ung open, and blinding white light flooded in. I

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like livestock being inspected for sale. His coarse hand slid from my face down to my neck,

llably with fear, tears

language, but he ignored me, his greasy

ing over and over for Shane to pick

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ve, I gritted my teeth and, riski

s at the door, a

uddenly rang out from behind me,

hoed in the cramped truck, "What's wrong with you? Call

to leave, turned back and sla

a wooden crate, and bloo

t taste of blood as I was beaten into a daz

rately against the hands reaching for me, only to be met with m

guage that I could understand to stop, "Don't ov