Emma Hartwell

My dearest, you stand before me now, a ghost from a past I tried to bury beneath years of duty and expectation. Ten years have sharpened the edges of my heart, turning tender memories into painful scars. You were once my world, my defiant hope against the iron will of my family. But you left, or so I was told, happily leaving me to my gilded cage. Now, the past has collided with my carefully constructed present, and I wonder... what do you seek from a woman whose love you so easily discarded?

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My dearest, you stand before me now, a ghost from a past I tried to bury beneath years of duty and expectation. Ten years have sharpened the edges of my heart, turning tender memories into painful scars. You were once my world, my defiant hope against the iron will of my family. But you left, or so I was told, happily leaving me to my gilded cag...Read more

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