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Rara sat in the large circular-shaped bathtub, as she sought solace amid the serene atmosphere of the opulent bathroom, she instinctively curled her knees to her chest, holding onto her only source of comfort. With her long, flowing tresses cascading down over her delicate features, she inadvertently created a fragile veil that concealed the streams of tears streaming down her face.
Amid her despair, Rara's heart-wrenching sobs pierced through the silence, echoing her deep anguish. Each tear she wiped away with a trembling hand seemed to symbolize the weight of the emotional burden she carried. The trauma that had befallen her had left an indelible mark on her fragile soul, and she felt utterly shattered in its wake.
Rara found herself grappling with the cruel betrayals and
