Broken, Abused, and Loved

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Prologue

I lay there. Broken.

He broke me.

There was blood and bruises upon bruises.

This was supposed to be the man that loves me. This was supposed to be my perfect first love.

And it was. For a while. After a year, everything changed.

I can't have friends. I can't have books. I can't have anything.

Only hurt and pain.

But i have a few moments of freedom a day.

When he's at work.

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