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Seven Years A Prisoner Wife

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 560    |    Released on: 04/07/2025

rah' s world. The window looked out onto a beautiful garden that the groundskeeper tended, a world of vibrant life she could see but never touch. The physical depri

uldn't even read them. He would take the papers from her hand and, with a calm, deliberate motion, tear them into small pieces, letting them fall to the floor like confetti at a funeral. Other times,

ke over and over, searching for a single moment where she could have changed the outcome, but she always came up empty. She was innocent, yet she wore the guilt like a heavy cloak. To keep her mind from breaking, she would dream of bu

e'd found her sitting alone in the garden while Emily held court with her friends. He had silently handed her a piece of strawberry candy, given her a small, shy smile, and walked away

ed everywhere instead of taking the bus, adding the saved fare to her secret stash. She ate the simplest food-vegetable soup made from peels and ends, day-old bread. Once, she came down with a terrible fever, her body wracked with chill

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Seven Years A Prisoner Wife
“For seven years, my life was a cold, silent prison. My husband, David Chen, the tech world' s golden boy, saw me only as his sister Emily' s murderer. What happened to Emily that day at the lake was an accident, a tragedy. But to David and my adoptive mother, Olivia, it was my fault, a debt I had to pay every single day. My punishment? The hard, cold floor of a barren guest room was my bed. His cruel words, "A murderer doesn't deserve comfort. This is where you belong," echoed in my ears every night. Every month, I would present him with divorce papers, a desperate plea for freedom. And every month, he would tear them, burn them, a grim ritual reminding me there was no escape. Why did they hate me so much? What had I truly done to deserve this unending torment, this life lived as a ghost in a gilded cage? But the constant humiliation, the silent contempt, the pain-it all fueled a secret fire within me. I meticulously saved every penny, selling sketches online, denying myself even basic necessities to afford a one-way train ticket. Tonight, the charade ends. I' m walking away from this living hell, from a man who promised me a life but delivered only a sentence. I' m reclaiming my name, my future, and the woman I was always meant to be.”
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