Lena wandered the streets, her steps aimless, lost in thought.

Her mind drifted back to a night from years past.

The drunk and enraged Drake had been wreaking havoc at home. She had hidden there until the chaos subsided in the dead of night. Little did she know, as soon as she returned…

He covered her mouth, stretching his filthy hand into her clothes. Fear gripped her, and she trembled. The bastard’s heavy breathing lingered in her ears, the air filled with a thick, disgusting stench.

As he began to undress her, she struck back, her knee connecting with his groin.

He howled in pain, and she seized her chance, pushing him away and fleeing like a mad woman. She didn’t return home that night, deciding to hide in the nearby forest. Occasional animal calls punctuated the darkness. She held herself, wanting to cry but unable to.

It was at that moment she first entertained the idea of running away…

Lena’s heart ached as she stood by the street. She walked into a bar, her expression blank. The colorful lights reflecting on beer foam seemed like cruel taunts.

at night, Lena dragged her weary body back home. The apartment

She gasped!

rose petals. In the center stood an exquisite two-tiered cake, atop it a sparkling

the room. Then, strong arms enveloped her from

of Chris brought

He nuzzled her neck but

briefly, then pushed him away with a

“Lena…”

began to speak but

a gentle smile, “Is this…

She gazed into his

everything. They were like stars, her entire

cake and flowers.” He tenderly patted her head. “I’m not well-versed in these things, in making a girl happy… Even if it’s old-fashioned, it’s the most romantic idea I could come up with. If you

eyes welled up

guided her to the cake,

ring. Its unique cut radiated a myriad of colors as if

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