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Grusha: The daughter of Amalia

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Grusha down casted her eyes, not knowing what to do. Exhaling a heavy breath, she took careful steps towards the bed, before grabbing the left box off the bed. She opened it to see the most beautiful pair of heels she has ever seen in her life. She ran her fingers over the shoes and grabbed one out of the box, before taking a seat on the bed. She lifted her gown to her knees and slipped one feet into the shoe, before adjusting her feet inside the shoe. Those shoes were little bit large for her but it was better than to be small for her. So, she adjusted her feet in them, before standing up and taking a trial walk towards the dressing table. She finally stopped at the dressing table and smiled looking at her reflection.

She was happy. After a long time she was happy. She didn't know if it was the fancy elegant clothes she was wearing or the fact that she was finally getting away from her abusive family or the fact that she was finally getting away from Victor that made he
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