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A U R O R A

There was thick air of danger that followed me around eerily ever since I met Marco. It hollowed out my capability to think and act as a person of ordinary prudence.

Nothing good would come out of this arrangement, and I knew it the moment I stepped inside this place.

I knew it in the same way I had known every unfortunate incident I had faced so far.

Marco sent me to a room which was supposed to be mine. The well-furnished sight of expensive furniture, luxury bed, and all the refined things was still not good enough to take away the heavy burden pounding my head. The vanity came at a cost I wasn't willing to pay. An unwanted debt I would have to carry around me for the longest time in the foreseeable future.

For the past few years, I escaped from one terrible situation to another, but I didn't want to give up. Even now, sitting on the lap of indebted extravagance, I knew in it my bones that I have enough fire left within me to seek for the freedom of my own.

To run far, f