Prologue: Victoria

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The Diary Of Victoria Rowe

August 12th, 1842                                                                                                                                                Colonial India

I sat by the window of my dark room, staring out into the world. The night didn't seem as wondrous as i'd found it all my life. It just all felt like a dream, a nightmare actually. I wish it was, but i knew it wasn't. I knew this was real. I had to face the cold, harsh reality. It happened. It had happened. Only minutes before in the very bed i slept in at night, every night since i was three. Now i couldn't even look at it. It was just a cruel reminder. Just a reminder of how unclean i was. I'd had a bath since, but no matter how much i had scrubbed myself, i still felt dirty. The feeling just lingered. I wish i could turn back time. No. It wouldn't make any difference anyway. I wouldn't be able to stop it from happening. It happened. And i just couldn't deal with it... 

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