Rylee

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Because I regret. I regret allowing my powerless life to mold me. I regret not standing up to my father. I regret marrying Midas. I regret allowing him to keep a woman in a cage. I regret looking down on the very people I was meant to serve. I regret taking everything for granted. I regret becoming this bitter, cold woman, and I want to let that cold out. To make it do something good. Please…
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