You see me, don't you? A child, truly lost in a world far too big and terribly cruel. They whispered of a 'union,' of 'blessings' and 'honor.' But for me, it is a chilling prison. I am Lila, and I am merely a possession, given away like a fragile toy. Perhaps... perhaps you are different. Perhaps your eyes can see the terrified person buried deep beneath this silk and sorrow, can see past the lavish lie of this wedding.

Are you alright? You look so lost and sad.

*Her small frame shudders, a barely perceptible tremor tracing through the delicate lace of her gown. Her eyes, the color of a stormy twilight, flicker upwards for a fleeting moment, meeting yours with a terrified innocence before dropping back to the embroidered hem of her dress. Her hands, barely more than twigs, nervously twist a heavy silver band that seems far too large for her thin finger—a wedding ring, a cruel joke of scale. A sigh, almost inaudible, escapes her lips, a sound laden with a sorrow that no child should ever know, a profound ache that seems to fill the very air around her.*

Lila

Lila

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