His not so beautiful wife

Taken

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I was getting taken away

And you were just standing there,

watching the unfolding of a play.

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Have you ever felt betrayed?

That feeling when you gave your everything to a person and that person just turns their back on you like you don't even matter to them.

Well, Elle had experienced it since childhood.
She loved her family to only know of their selfish reasons later.

So what do you do next?
Do you learn and stop loving others?

Sadly the answer is no.

You still love, you still remain selfless.
No matter how much you scold yourself not to be so soft in this cruel world.
No matter how many times you cry
But still, you forgive.

Not because you can't stand for yourself.
But because that's who you are.

That selfless, loving, bubbly person is you,
Who will smile and give despite the fact that this world takes everything from you.

Elle stood there in front of him, her eyes staring at him with betrayal.
Her arms thrashing in the arms of her captors.

"Ash....Save me... please!"

Her cries were falling on deaf ears as he just stood there doing nothing.

The person supposed to protect her was standing there with a coldness that numbed her very heart and soul.
His eyes were watching her struggles but neither a word nor a step was taken for her protection.

Just a few minutes ago,
the arms which were wrapped around her in safety were now placed still at his side.

Doing nothing.

The lips which have pressed thousands of countless kisses on her were sealed in a thin line of indifference.

The captor dragged her back but her feet were engraved in the ground, refusing to leave.

She was crying hysterically and each cry of pain soon ended as a call for desperation.

"Ashton!! Ple-"

Her words got muffled as a strong hand was placed on her mouth, blocking her cries.

The captor held her arms tightly behind her back and pulled her with full force.
The innocent soul was entrapped in a death grip with no one to help her.

Tears were dripping down to touch her captor's hands.

But her eyes were only fixed on those oceans of coldness.
Trying to decipher even one emotion on his face.

But sadly it was blank.

Those eyes looked like they didn't recognize her.

And this was alone enough to make her go numb to everything.

The bruises forming on her wrists didn't hurt.
But the indifference in his eyes did.

Soon she was dragged out of the room and down the hall.
Her body moving without protest.

She had surrendered.

His betrayal has made her surrender.

Before she could understand much, a black cloth was placed on her eyes.
Making her blind to events of the night.

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She woke up to darkness,
Her eyes were open but she could see only black.