Reflections of the choices

NastyLittle

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NastyLittle

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״I fell in love with him at first sight. From the very first day. And I continued to love him always, even when he didn't pay me any attention. I waited and hoped that he would choose me when we grew older. But he chose not me, but my cousin. And my jealousy completely drove me mad. I was there all the time, supporting him, laughing at his jokes, but he just didn't see me as a woman. Yet he saw her in Marina, whom he had known for only a couple of days. And even her secret didn't stop him. He was ready to lay the whole world at her feet. 
    I had grown accustomed to the fact that my family didn't care about me, that my voice meant nothing in society. But I thought I had him. It turned out that all this time I was nothing to him. Just like to everyone else. But this became the last straw for me. 
    And I decided that no one would dare to underestimate me anymore. So I began to write. I poured all my anger, all my pain, everything that had been building up inside me into my articles. And people liked it. So I continued to write. And I didn't notice how my articles began to bring pain to others...״
    
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״I fell in love with him at first sight. From the very first day. And I continued to love him always, even when he didn't pay me any attention. I waited and hoped that he would choose me when we grew older. But he chose not me, but my cousin. And my jealousy completely drove me mad. I was there all the time, supporting him, laughing at his jokes, but he just didn't see me as a woman. Yet he saw her in Marina, whom he had known for only a couple of days. And even her secret didn't stop him. He was ready to lay the whole world at her feet. 
    I had grown accustomed to the fact that my family didn't care about me, that my voice meant nothing in society. But I thought I had him. It turned out that all this time I was nothing to him. Just like to everyone else. But this became the last straw for me. 
    And I decided that no one would dare to underestimate me anymore. So I began to write. I poured all my anger, all my pain, everything that had been building up inside me into my articles. And people liked it. So I continued to write. And I didn't notice how my articles began to bring pain to others...״
    
    P.S: Get ready, cause this story is filled with drama. New chapters released twice a week

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