Stepmother gently guided the man towards the office. As they entered, she spotted two familiar figures already waiting.
"Oh, my eldest daughter is here as well!" Her voice brightened as she turned to the man beside her daughter. "Son-in-law, how are you? Everything going well at your house? And how is my daughter holding up?"
The husband stood there, his arm possessively wrapped around his wife's waist, pulling her close in what might've looked like affection to anyone who didn't know better.
"Mother-in-law, congratulations on arranging your 2nd daughter's marriage. I'll make sure to give wonderful gifts for my wife's sister's wedding." He paused, his grip tightening slightly on his wife's waist until his fingers dug into her flesh. "And regarding my wife, she's doing okay. She has a lot of learning to do, but she's doing her best within her capabilities. To be honest, she's a little dull, but it's alright."
The eldest daughter stood frozen beside him, her body growing rigid as his words washed over her. Each syllable felt colder than ice water, seeping into her bones and making her insides twist with humiliation. Her fingers curled into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms.
Stepmother's expression slowly hardened as she looked at her eldest daughter. Disappointment seeped through every line of her face, barely veiled behind her narrowed eyes that seemed to pierce straight through her daughter's skin.
"Hmmmm..... WHY ARE YOU NOT HELPING YOUR HUSBAND AND HIS FAMILY?" she asked coldly, each word dropping like stones. "Is this what I taught you all these years? A WIFE'S DUTY IS TO SERVE HER HUSBAND'S HOUSE WITH GRACE!!!! Why am I hearing such complaints from the eldest daughter of this family!!!"
Her gaze shifted down the corridor, settling on the younger sister at the far end. This time, her lips tenderly curved faintly, as if she were looking at something precious.
"Look at your little sister," she continued, her voice taking on a warmer quality that shock both eldest daughter and Subordinate woman. "That gentleman adored her the very first moment he saw her face. And you????" Her voice sharpened instantly as she looked at her eldest daughter. "YOU BARELY GOT CHOSEN BY HIM, AND YOU ARE EVEN LACKING IN SERVING HIM!!! DO NOT BRING SHAME UPON THIS FAMILY."
Without giving her eldest daughter a second look, Stepmother turned and walked away. Her footsteps echoed down the hallway, each sound hammering into the eldest daughter's chest.
"Tsk, this bitch," the husband muttered under his breath. His hand suddenly clamped around his wife's arm, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. "COME WITH ME!!!"
"Dear, where are we..." The eldest daughter stumbled as he pulled her forward, her mind still reeling from her mother's cutting words. She tried to regain her footing, hurrying to keep pace and desperately spoke "We have to talk to Father about today's happenings!"
Her husband didn't listen. His jaw was set tight, eyes focused straight ahead as he dragged her through the corridor. He found an empty room, yanked her inside with brutal force, and slammed the door shut.
THUMPPP!!!
CLICK…..
The lock turned with terrible finality.
"Dear! What are…"
"SHUT UP AND STRIP, WOMAN!"
He then just throws her away, the force of his shove sent her flying backward. Her body crashed onto the bed hard, despite the softness of bed she felt a lot of pain in her body.
"KYAAA!" she cried out, gasping for breath. "Dear! Not right now! We have wor—"
SSSSLLLLLAAAAAPPPPPPP!!!!!!
The impact snapped her head violently to the side. Her cheek exploded with sharp, stinging pain that radiated through her entire face. Tears immediately sprang to her eyes, blurring her vision.
"SHUT UP! JUST LISTEN TO YOUR HUSBAND!!!!!" His face twisted with rage and something darker, something hungry and cruel. "YOUR MOTHER'S CLEARLY LOOKING DOWN ON ME AFTER GETTING A BIGGER HOUSE WITHIN HER GRASP. TSK!!!!"
SSSSLLLLAAAAPPPPPP!!!!!
Another blow landed on her other cheek with even more force. The taste of blood filled her mouth as her lip split open against her teeth.
"AND HERE YOU ARE MY SO-CALLED WIFE, NOT EVEN CLOSE TO HER BEAUTY! YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL I HAVEN'T THROWN YOU AWAY!!!!!!!"
"Ack!" She clutched both her burning cheeks, feeling them grow hot and swollen beneath her trembling fingers. The skin throbbed with each heartbeat, pulsing with pain. Her teeth clenched as humiliation and agony washed through her body in relentless waves. Slowly, her shaking hands moved to her clothing, fingers fumbling with the fastenings as she began to undress.
"Tsk!!!!" Impatience flared in his eyes. He grabbed her roughly, spinning her around and shoving her face-first onto the bed. She felt him yank her pants down with violent urgency, lifting the long upper garment that reached below her knee. His hands were rough and careless as he touched her panties, bringing them down in one harsh motion.
Her face pressed into the pillow, the fabric muffling her sharp intake of breath. Her fingers clutched the edges of the pillow desperately, gripping so hard her knuckles turned white as tears streamed from her eyes, soaking into the fabric beneath her face. She felt him position himself behind her...
...and then without warning, without preparation, without any trace of gentleness, he thrust inside her.
Pain lanced through her body as he began moving with brutal intensity. Hard thrust with very fast motion, caring nothing for her comfort or her suffering.
"OH, WHAT A DISAPPOINTMENT!" he grunted, his voice thick with cruelty and twisted pleasure. "SHE'S GETTING TAKEN AWAY... I WANT TO LOOK AT HER BEAUTIFUL BODY AGAIN! AHHH! AHHH!"
His arousal grew as his mind wandered to Subordinate woman. Her smooth skin that seemed to glow in the light. Her delicate features that haunted his thoughts. That body that had consumed his fantasies since he'd first seen her. The thought drove him into a frenzy, and he pounded into his wife even harder, chasing the phantom image of someone else entirely.
But his wife just cried silently. Her tears flowed endlessly onto the pillow beneath her face, creating a growing wet spot that spread across the fabric.
SSSSLLLLAAAAAAPPPPP!!!!!!!
His hand came down hard on her bare ass skin, making her whole body jolt forward from the impact.
"Hey, woman! Moan already! Aren't you feeling anything or what?!!!! TSK!!! That's why you're useless!!!!"
The pain of the slap on her exposed flesh sent fresh tears cascading down her face in hot streams. She opened her mouth, forcing sounds past her trembling lips even as her body shook with silent sobs that threatened to break free.
"Aahh... uhhh... auu... ummm... aahhh..."
Her mechanical voice echoed hollowly in the room, with a lifeless tone to it, as he continued to use her body as a source of his own twisted fantasies of another woman, he was completely lost in it never seeing the broken person beneath him.
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A few minutes later, he pulled away, breathing hard from all the forceful thrusting he have done. He stood up without looking at her crumpled form on the bed, already dismissing her existence from his thoughts.
"Bring me a change of clothes. I feel tired. I'm going to take a bath."
Without another glance at his wife lying there, he walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
She lay there for several long seconds. Her body ached everywhere. Her spirit felt crushed into dust. Then, with trembling hands that could barely support her weight, she pushed herself up. Mechanically, moving on pure instinct, she pulled her pants back on. She straightened her long outer garment, smoothing the wrinkles with shaking fingers. Her hands worked through her dishevelled hair, trying to make herself presentable again. She fixed the bed with careful precision, erasing any evidence of what had just happened. She gathered his clothes, folding them neatly into perfect squares.
After checking that everything was in order, after making sure nothing betrayed the violation that had occurred, she called for maids and butlers. She arranged fresh clothing for him with a steady voice that betrayed nothing of the storm raging inside her chest.
When everything was prepared, when she had played her role perfectly, she stood outside the bathroom door and spoke in a cheerful, soft voice that sounded nothing like her own.
"Hmm, dear? I've arranged everything. I'll go outside for a while. Is that okay?"
"Just do whatever," came his dismissive reply from behind the door, his tone suggesting he had already forgotten her existence.
Hearing this, she smiled. A smile that didn't reach her eyes. A smile that felt foreign on her face. Then she left the room, closing the door quietly behind her.
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Outside, she gathered several maids and butlers around her. Her eyes suddenly blazed with barely contained fury as she led them through the mansion. They went deeper and deeper into its forgotten corners, passing through hallways that grew darker and more isolated with each turn. At one secluded section, she found the room she was looking for.
THUMP!
She kicked the door open violently, the wood slamming against the wall.
Inside, Subordinate woman sat on the ground, her back pressed against the bed as she cried hard in her sadness and loneliness. Her shoulders shook with each sob as she clutched her bag to her chest, holding it against her body as if it were the only thing keeping her together. At the sound of the door slamming open, she looked up with red, swollen eyes.
The eldest daughter stood in the doorway, smiling sweetly. The expression looked wrong on her face, too bright and too cold at the same time.
"Hey there, little sister. Congratulations on the marriage." Her voice dripped with false warmth that could freeze blood. "As your big sister, I thought I'd forgive you for everything and start fresh. Soooo….. I brought the clothes Mother wanted you to wear. Here, take them."
She gestured gracefully as her servant's placed piles of elegant clothing on the bed, each piece more luxurious than anything Subordinate woman had ever worn.
Subordinate woman stood up slowly, her legs unsteady beneath her as she looked at the clothes in confusion. Her mind struggled to process what was happening, still reeling from everything that had occurred today. The events swirled in her head, making it difficult to think clearly.
"Thank you, big sister," she said quietly, bowing her head respectfully. Her skull throbbed with pain that pulsed behind her eyes.
"Hmm, don't worry. Why don't I help you look more beautiful? It's the least I could do." The sweetness in her voice was sickly, unnatural, coating her words in honey that tasted of poison.
Subordinate woman froze. Memories of her childhood flooded back without warning. Memories of her big sister's cruelty disguised as kindness. Memories of pain hidden behind smiles. She shuddered slightly, fear creeping up her spine in cold tendrils, but she just nodded and stood there silently, not knowing what else to do.
For a moment, no one moved. The tension in the room grew thick enough to choke on.
"Umm... big sister, can you...?" Subordinate woman gestured toward the door, asking them politely to leave so she could change in private, hoping desperately they would understand.
"Oh, my bad! I didn't realize your place was just a small room. It's okay....you can change here. We'll wait." The eldest daughter's smile never wavered as she made no move to leave. Neither did the maids and butlers behind her, all standing there watching.
Subordinate woman's heart began to race, pounding hard against her ribs. Something felt very, very wrong. The air in the room seemed to shift, growing heavier and more threatening. She backed away slightly, pressing herself closer to the wall.
"Big sister, what are you saying?" Her voice came out fearful, uncertain, as she looked at smirking gazes of servants.
The eldest daughter sighed theatrically, as if she was really disappointed on her little sister. In one swift motion, she lunged forward and grabbed the bag from Subordinate woman's hands, throwing it onto the bed where it landed with a soft thud. Then her fingers seized the collar of her sister's shirt...
RIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPP!!!
...and she ripped the shirt straight down the middle, tearing it completely opens in one violent motion.
"KKKKKYYYYYYAAAAA!!!!!!" Subordinate woman tried desperately to cover herself with her hands, but her big sister was faster. She grabbed both wrists with iron strength and slammed them against the wall, pinning her in place.
"PLEASE, BIG SISTER! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Panic flooded Subordinate woman's voice, making it crack. Her half-torn shirt hung open from the middle, revealing the curve of her breasts beneath a simple bra. Her smooth beautiful skin glowed in the dim light; her beauty was so flawless that could make any man lose his mind and abandon all reason if they could just get a sneak peak of her naked skin!!
"What? I'm helping you. Isn't this what you always do?" The eldest daughter's voice turned venomous, each word dripping with years of accumulated poison. "EVERYONE…..EVERYONE JUST CAN'T FUCKINGGGG STOPPPPP LOOKINGGGGG ATTTTT YOUUUUU!!!!!!!! TSKKK!!!! SINCE YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL.... heheh I'm just trying to help. Aren't our house servants delighted to see such a beautiful woman?"
With her free hand, she traced a finger slowly along Subordinate woman's exposed collarbone, the touch was piercing inside her skin, her nails dragging along the skin making a hurtful line that would with just more pressure will spurt out blood. Behind them, some of the butlers shifted closer, their eyes hungry and gleaming as they sneaked glances at her partially naked form.
"Should I move aside?" the eldest daughter whispered cruelly, her breath hot against her sister's ear. "Your future husband is delighted to get such a beautiful woman. But if he knew that this woman is just a whore following in her mother's footsteps, I wonder what he'd think about you?"
Her fingers travelled deliberately from Subordinate woman's neck down to her shoulders, drawing out the humiliation with slow precision.
Subordinate woman's eyes filled with tears as she looked behind her sister. She saw the lustful gazes fixed on her exposed skin, saw the hunger in their expressions. She squirmed, trying desperately to hide herself in her big sister's shadow, pressing back against the wall as if she could disappear into it.
"Big sister, I'm telling you...your husband came in forcibly! I didn't do anything! Please believe me!"
"Hmm, does it matter?" The eldest daughter's smile turned cruel, twisting her features ugly smile. "Clearly, your beauty seduced him, so it's your fault!!! And my father, despite all these years, couldn't forget your mother.... And my mother just can't help but continuously work her ass off for her husband, disregarding me as a chip to bring prosperity to this house." Her fingers found the strap of Subordinate woman's bra on her left shoulder and slowly slid it down. "Now that I think about it, you and I are the same. Isn't that quite interesting???... But despite all that, I wonder why you're getting all the attention?"
"Agh!" Subordinate woman grunted as she felt her bra loosen, her left breast now just one movement away from being fully exposed to everyone watching.
"Sigh... such perfectly sized breasts. Clearly, your body is made to give pleasure to a man. You are indeed truly beautiful." The eldest daughter hovered her palm above Subordinate woman's chest, measuring it without touching, making the threat clear. She grazed the upper curve of her breast with her fingers slowly, then moved diagonally upward toward the right strap.
"BIG SISTER, STOPPP!!!!" Desperation cracked through Subordinate woman's voice, breaking it into pieces. "YOU KNOW THE LIFE I LIVED! MY MOTHER AND I LIVED IN THIS ROOM AS SLAVES FOR MANY YEARS, AND AFTER MY MOTHER DIED, EVERYONE TREATED ME AS A RAG TO BE USED AND DISCARDED!!!! All the servants, outside family members, stepmother, and EVEN YOUUUU!!!!!..... EVEN YOU STARTED HATING ME!!!! I REALLY LOVED YOU BUT BUT….. EVEN YOU STARTED HATING ME!! WHAT DID I DO WRONG? IS IS..SNIFF SNIFFF…. IS IT MY FAULT THAT I GOT BORNED IN THIS HOUSE?? WHY CAN'T JUST EVERYONE LEAVE ME ALONNEEEE!!!!!!" Frustration and anger burned in her eyes, finally breaking through the fear. "Only Father never harmed me, but he didn't do anything to stop it either!!!! I lived a fucking slave's life while trying to please everyone just to survive! BUT YOU HAD EVERYTHING!!!!"
Her voice rose, trembling with years of suppressed pain finally erupting. "JUST BECAUSE ONE DAY YOUR HUSBAND TRIED TO RAPE ME, YOUR EGO GOT HURT, AND NOW YOU'RE REALIZING YOU WERE ALSO JUST A PAWN!!!!..... Don't try to make me laugh! I've seen you since you were a kid. You've gotten all the attention from a young age. Father clearly loved you, and stepmother cared for you too. BUT YOU NEVER LOOKED AT WHAT YOU GOT!!!!! You only focused on what you weren't getting. Constant anger from stepmother toward me made you think that she gives me more attention, worried and pity looks from Father made you think that he cares for me more rather than you!! And…and lustful gazes directed at me make you feel inferior…. BIG SISTER YOU ARE JUST A POOR PATHETIC GIRL BLAMING EVERYONE AROUND YOU!!!"
The words tumbled out, years of buried resentment finally breaking free from the prison she had kept them in.
"YOU BITCH!"
SSSLLLLAAAPPPP!!!!!
The eldest daughter's hand cracked across her face with brutal force, snapping her head to the side. Then she yanked the right strap off Subordinate woman's shoulder with vicious intent, leaving her breasts fully exposed beneath the torn remnants of her shirt. Her bright pink nipples threatened to peek through the shredded fabric.
The eldest daughter smiled wickedly as she turned to the servants crowding the doorway, her face alight with malicious triumph.
"THE ONE WHO SLEEPS WITH HER CAN GET ANY AMOUNT OF MONEY DESIRED FROM ME! I DON'T WANT HER TO LEAVE THIS HOUSE LOOKING LIKE A SAINT!"
Several butlers stepped forward eagerly, their faces twisted with anticipation. Even some of the women maids joined in, laughing cruelly at the spectacle before them.
"Kekeke, say whatever you want! It's because of your presence that my family is suffering today! If you'd just never been born, everything would be okay! You're just an extra, useless person born by mistake! You have no use in this house!" The eldest daughter's voice grew more confident, more vicious with each word. "YES, I'M JEALOUS OF YOU! And thank you for reminding me how my father loved me over the years and my mother cared. But you never got those things, right? Keke, do you know why? BECAUSE YOU DON'T BELONG IN THIS FAMILY! NOR DO YOU BELONG ELSEWHERE! YOU'RE JUST A USELESS EXTRA WOMAN WITH A BEAUTIFUL BODY! THAT'S IT! NO ONE WILL ACCEPT YOU TRULY! YOU'RE JUST A PIECE OF MEAT! Go marry that man, and then you'll realize your existence is just that of a plain pawn! Keke, at least I have my parents' care and love!"
The more she spoke, the more confident and manic she became, her laughter harsh and grating as it filled the room.
But the more Subordinate woman listened, the sadder she became. The fierce, vengeful light that had sparked in her eyes for just a moment dimmed back to nothingness, fading away as if it had never existed. Her breathing grew deadly calm. She stopped struggling, her body going still.
Slowly, her hand moved behind her back. Her fingers closed around a small piece of cold object in her back pocket. She gripped it tightly, feeling its sharp edge press against her palm.
Her mind filled with only one image. Zack's face…. His rare smiles that transformed his usually stern expression. The moments they'd shared in the underground area was the only time that she had that made her feel truly alive.
Boss... thank you for giving me some light in my last days. I hope in my next life I could be of some help to you a little longer. Sorry, Boss. I love you, but it seems I can't take it much longer. I can't be with you, and I don't want to be someone else's. So, I'll take a rest now and go meet my mother. I'm sure she's lonely up there. Hehe... Zack and my Rugged women, I love you...
Subordinate woman felt her body growing cold. She could barely feel her hands anymore, the numbness spreading through her limbs. But at last, she smiled. A sad, resigned smile that held all her pain and all her acceptance. Her hand slowly moved forward, the sharp cold hard piece hidden in her palm, ready to end everything.
The eldest daughter turned around, preparing to expose her half-naked body fully to the room. The butlers and maids smiled wickedly as they moved closer, anticipation lighting their faces.
Time seemed to slow to a crawl.
The torn part of her shirt was coming into view of everyone when suddenly...
Rapid footsteps echoed in the hallway. A woman's voice rang out loudly before she even reached the room.
"OYE, USELESS WOMAN! Someone named Zack Carney is looking for you and waiting outside! Go fast!!!! He's talking with the House Master! Don't blame me if he angers him, or you'll have to shoulder the consequences!"
The voice stopped as the woman appeared in the doorway, taking in the chaotic scene before her with wide eyes.
"WHAT?! BOSS CAME FOR ME?!"
It was as if lightning had struck her body. Energy surged through Subordinate woman in a massive wave, bringing her back from the edge of death itself. Without caring about anything else, she glanced down at her torn clothing, then at the maids and butlers who had turned their attention to the woman in the doorway.
In that split second of distraction, she moved.
With one hand, she swiftly adjusted her bra back into place. Then she shoved her big sister away with all her remaining strength.
"KYYAAA!!" The eldest daughter fell backward onto the bed, shocked by the sudden burst of resistance from someone she thought had already given up.
Everyone froze, surprised by what was happening, their minds struggling to catch up.
Subordinate woman grabbed her bag and bolted for the door. But the eldest daughter recovered quickly by the time Subordinate woman grabbed her bag. She lunged forward and tackled her sister from behind. They crashed into the side wall with a heavy thud. The eldest daughter grabbed a fistful of her sister's hair and yanked hard, pulling out the tie that held it in place.
SSSWWWIIRRLLLLLLLLLLLL
HUH?
SSWWWWIIISSSS
BLINK BLINK
Everyone stood their blankly watching Subordinate woman hair suddenly erupting from her head.
Subordinate woman's beautiful, soft, reddish hair tumbled free. It was Very Long….. It was Wavy... It was Bouncy... It was Thick Heavy HAIR!!!... It cascaded down her entire back in thick waves, flowing over her shoulders and reaching past her waist. The strands caught the light, shimmering with an evening golden hue that seemed almost otherworldly.
Everyone in the room felt their breath catch in their throats. For the first time, they saw her hair fully unleashed, watching it flows and move with each breath she took. It was mesmerizing. Breathtaking. Hypnotic.
SO BEAUTIFULLL!!!! That's was the only word running inside everyone mind.
Even the eldest daughter's hand seemed to vanish into the thick, luxurious waves, disappearing completely in the mass of silken strands. Suddenly a memory trigger inside of her mind, a long lost memory that made her grip just for a second get loosened up, her eyes for a second turned into that carrying Big sister from the past...
"Tsk!" Big sister forcefully got out of it and grunted in frustration and shouted, "One more man? You sure are a whore! What are you all waiting for?! Rape her and don't let her man see her!!!! I only want them to see an unsullied, filthy woman!"
She ruffled her sister's hair from behind, her fingers tangling in the thick locks. Then she grabbed the untucked remains of her sister's shirt from behind and pulled upward violently.
RIIIPPPPPP!!
"AGGH! NOO!!"
Subordinate woman felt the fabric tear away, leaving her entire back nearly naked beneath the thick curtain of her wavy hair. The strands provided some coverage, but not enough. She clutched her bag and the torn remnants of her shirt desperately to her chest, trying to preserve what little dignity remained. She could feel her big sister's hands reaching for her pants, trying to pull them down and complete the humiliation.
"GRRR! BOSS IS WAITING FOR ME! DON'T STOP ME!!!"
Suddenly, raw strength born of pure desperation flooded through her body. She spun around with surprising speed, grabbed her big sister's wrist, twisted her arm with precision, and pulled her around in one fluid motion. Then she pressed the sharp metal piece against her sister's throat.
Her shirt barely clung to her body now, hanging in tatters. But her nearly naked back was hidden beneath the thick waves of her reddish hair that cascaded down. And her front was concealed behind her big sister's body, who she now held as a shield.
"IF ANY OF YOU MOVE, I WILL KILL HER! DON'T TEST MY PATIENCE!"
Her voice rang out with fierce determination that shocked everyone in the room. She pressed the cold hard piece harder against her sister's throat. A thin line of red appeared where the sharp edge met skin, blood beginning to trickle down in a small stream.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! FATH—"
"SHUT UP!!!"
Subordinate woman roared with such intensity that everyone froze in place. Slowly, carefully, she dragged her big sister toward the door, forcing everyone to back away. No one dared to take a risk with her life.
When she reached the doorway, she stopped, facing everyone inside the room. Her eyes softened for just a moment as she looked at her big sister. She leaned in close and whispered slowly in her ear from behind.
"I'm sorry, big sister. I truly hoped we could have spent our days together as we did when we were very little." Her voice dropped, filled with genuine sorrow that ached in every word. "This house... I'm sick of it. I'm going now, and I hope you live a good life."
With that, she shoved her big sister inside with all her remaining strength.
"Agh!" Inside the room, the eldest daughter fell to the floor, landing hard on her hands and knees. As she lay there catching her breath, something again shifted in her mind. A hidden corner opened yet again, revealing memories she had buried long ago. But this time it stayed in her mind, a warm memory surfaced from years and years past. Two little girls, laughing together in a garden, holding hands and spinning in circles under the sun.
"You still remember those days, little sister?" she muttered sadly, just sitting there on the floor as the others scrambled to chase after Subordinate woman.
Subordinate woman grabbed what was left of her shirt, clutching it desperately to her chest. Then she ran. She ran with everything she had, her bare feet pounding against the floor as she raced toward the one person who had ever truly cared about her existence.
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Author Blabbering
I want to wake up early but for that to happen I have to sleep early and for that to happen I have to eat early and for that to happen the food had to be ready early and for that to happen My resolve should skyrocket and for that to happen someone have to kick me out of this CHAIRRR!!!! .....Life in itself is a struggle.
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