A dress for the ball.

1922 Words

Darkness, it was all that surrounded her, what she was already used to. Her hands were hanging above her, bounded together with a rope and her legs were almost touching the floor with only a piece of cloth barely covering her bloodied body filled with dried bruises. Her hair was a mess as most of them stuck to her forehead. She was worn out, tired, she couldn't feel any pain anymore as she was already exhausted. This day was the next day after she had finally given the password to Jason. He had promised to let her free yet on this day was the day she died. The day she was executed in front of everyone. Not just because she killed the daughter of an important person who was Jason's mistress but Jason had also made up different kind of lies to label her as a traitor to her pack. Although, s

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