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Chapter 67

Third Person's pov. 

Her mind must be a grave of unsaid thoughts and those unspoken that are fettered with tribulation. She spent an hour of looking her own reflection through the whole body-sized mirror. A tall woman of more than average of a statue, a lustrous neck length hair with a white fitted wedding gown. 

Her eyes were sparkling with solitude and her mind was fighting with compatriot. She, who has the power of vengeance will step inside the sacred room to proceed with the rebellion. She wears a lustrous image but she wrote a bloody rhymes inside her mind. 

She once dreamed of wearing a beautiful wedding dress, she once dreamed a peaceful wedding with her husband on her side. It was a vintage pavement on her mind that only withered like a dry branches. 

Narrowed by how the time passed by whilst she was standing with power and confidence on a whole body-sized mirror that was bereft by serene melodies. 

A glitch of her

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