My eyes flutter open, flashes of the earlier incident fleeting to my mind. I dart off the bed, running for the door. But my eyes linger to the mirrors all around the endless room. I spin around and around helplessly, eventually falling to the ground. I pull up my knees therefore getting tangled up in the toile of a dress I was placed into. Suddently a mirror opens, displaying a boy whose face is oddly familiar. I stand up, and without another thought, dart out the door. Running and not looking back. My heel breaks, sending me tumbling to the floor. The boy graps onto my wrists and pulls me up.
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Romance15 year old Anastasia Harper has always been the outgoing type of girl to get good grades and keep a high social standing. Everything changes when Anastasia gets taken away and gets sold to be a bride in the underground world of everything you were...
