Torn To Pieces
that's how she felt. It was creeping all over her , she knew a normal girl would weep, weep until she could weep no more, but Anisa couldn't bring herself to weep. Her castle was broken and lost, just like Cinderellas hopes, but Cinderella had her slipper, and at last she won her prince. But Anisa unlike Cinderella had nothing.
Join Anisa and Imshad through their journey layered with struggle, hardship, jealous , pain and hate
And also adventure...
" If I wanted to kill you dear, I would have already done it. But I want to kill him, and I wanted you to see it..."
Anisa's whole body began to tremble.
" No...I won't kill him.. I can't..."
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