"Is she his whore?"
"No, She is his wife." He regretted passing the information when the facial expression of their Boss changed. The only link to reach the traitor would be her only.
"Enjoy the meal boys and don't forget to cut down her every part before throwing her into the burning mansion."
She thought the death as her escape but found herself in the clutch of another monster because of his husband's betrayal. What she didn't know, was the sin that would be committed by her too. Entangling herself in a forbidden love with another man even being married. An end of her torturous life opened another sinful path for her to take. The desire took its turn. Will she accept this life or make herself free from every possible shackles she had?

The Forbidden Daffodil

/"I can't do this. I am not confident./"

/"Oh, come on. We are already halfway done. Remember once you believe you can, you have already done it./"

How those small exchanges of words used to make me happy in the past days. I wonder how drastically everything changed just with a piece of paper that sealed my fate with him. I dared to leave something that was already inflicted on me. I dared to step out of the boundary that was drawn with a warning. Wasn't it awful? Our needs, our choice of living life, all piled up to a never-ending mismatch stack. Every time one item is pulled out, I bleed, I cry, I whisper to myself to diminish the differences. I agreed to not deny his decision but failed to agree with my own heart. It was marked by one and scratched by one. Above all, I died beneath those miserable pressure of pain.

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