The Gilded Cage I Escaped

ing to Damian Blackwood

ilded cage, and I was the bi

my sister Jessica walked in,

nsive dress, and a look of

me," she hissed, her

dn' t seen, she whispered,

pressed into my stomach

te dress as my legs gave out

oor, the last thing I saw

carpet of a Hamptons bridal suite, bu

d floral wallpaper, the year o

that cheap dress, with the sam

kn

d, "This time, the life of a

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