A Pawn in Your Game
My father's cruelty knew no bounds, and soon, the blood from the whip splattered, dripping incessantly.
My strength drained away, and I collapsed to the floor, my legs throbbing with pain from the bullet wound. But then, suddenly, the physical pain seemed to fade, as if time itself rewound to a simpler moment, one from long ago.
The breeze was soft and carefree as the warm sunlight filtered through the trees. A young man, his face bright and clear, stood in the shade.
A shy girl, holding a love letter with a heart drawn on it, approached him. "Zach, I like you. Will you be my boyfriend?"
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