As Y/N was soaking herself in the bath that Elleinna had made for her, she can't get herself to relax. She have this sick feeling in her stomach that someone was watching her, the same feeling back when she was still with Peter. She tried to calm and reassure herself that no one was watching her, but nothing seemed to work. The trauma she gain from him will forever stay with her.
She can't even bare to look at her body. Everytime she look in the mirror, she saw an ugly girl. She saw a slut, a whore. She depise the person that she see on the mirror.
The trauma that she earned from him will forever be with her. It will forever stay with her. The fact that she was pregnant with his child doesn't help either. The child inside her will forever remind her of the tragic things that he did to her.
She hated him, hated him with her own life. There is no way in hell that she's gonna let him see, touch, or meet his child to her. Never, not even over her dead body. There is no way that she'll let her kid be poisoned by his damn beliefs.
She decided to get out of the bath and wrap herself in some towel. She exited her room and saw a beautiful blue dress that Elleinna probably prepared for her.
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After she was done clothing herself, a knock on the door was heard.
"It's Elleinna, my Lady. Are you already dressed up?" Elleinna asked softly.
