Goodbye Forever, Mr. Mitchell
The day I tried on the wedding dress, I was dragged into the fitting room by my fiancé's brother. He used force on me and humiliated me. I put up with it, gritting my teeth. "Does my simple brother know that you are my bottom bitch, you fu*king whore?" I escaped for seven years, nightmare-like. However, I still couldn't escape from his clutches.
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