Unwoman
I used to think of Hanna as a perfect embodiment of ultimate women in the New Eden; voiceless, always smiling, never angry to her man, has a banging hot body, and very accommodating fuck doll, --Everything a man could ever wanted.
“I’m sorry.” Putting my hand around her shoulder. That’s all I could do.
"That's alright," she forces a smile, putting her hand over mine. "It was forever ago Amber. I'm happy now." She lies. "I didn't tell you this to earn your pity. I don't want that. I don't need that. I'm not a victim. I just want you to know, when I say I understand you, I really do. I know what you feel, because I have been there. But you don't have to go through all of this alone Amber. I'm
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