"5, I met you. Understood that I was born to marry you. You were silent, you were shy. But I managed to make you be my friend.

At age 13, I fell in love with you. I loved your cheeky smile.  I loved the way I am the only person you rely on.

At age 17, I became yours and promised myself to you. I pledged to wait for you no matter how long. You were sweet, caring, and treated me like I'm the only woman in your world.

At age 18, you left. Moving to another country to meet the future that you are born to. I waited but you hardly called.

At age 25, you came back for me, but you're not the man I knew.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. It was okay. Everything was great. I loved him as we played on the playgrounds, as we watched grow up- and he loved me. Suddenly, he left with his father to go to Italy leaving me behind for seven years, he came back but he wasn't the same.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. I was happy to be his. But he was no longer the man who I was betrothed to"

His betrothed

　　Franco had me tied back into the chair, completely bare. The cold breeze of the empty room hitting my skin, making me shiver.


　　Tears are streaming down my eyes the whole time. I am in a state of self-pity and I am ashamed of it. I am so tired of this life but at least I still have someone to live for. I will keep on fighting for my baby.


　　When I thought I was at the point of escaping my husband, I was caught by another devil, someone who might be even worse. Does God hate me that much? What did I do to deserve all this? I have not done anything to harm anybody before. What did I do so wrong? Do my parents not love me at all to put me through this situation? When I told them how my life is, they did not do anything.


　　A parent will do anything so that their child will be safe and yet, they sold me to a family of monsters so that they will be rich.


Chapter 21