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She was filled with dread.
Sweat trickled down her bloodied cheek as her nostrils burned from the sheer cold air, followed by her gasping heavily for air.
She's been on the run for a while, finally free of the hell she was dragged in.
She wanted to cry; her mind was fragmenting into millions of pieces as a result of the spreading headache and body aches.
She was so tired of life, she wondered what she had done wrong.
Was it really such a sin to meet that man? Her heart had fallen into the devil's clutches. Subjecting her body to such perilous but addictive pleasure.