"Aurora, you are my world."
He would always kiss my forehead and say this.
I didn't understand the meaning behind his words back then. Like a fool, I used to be happy, thinking it meant something good.
Every time he said I was his world, he meant I was his to control, to break, to own.
He saved me from one cage only to put me in another beautiful cage that he crafted himself.
I am Aurora and this is my story.
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