Tainted Blossoms

Prologue

She was forced to marry at fourteen, had a miscarriage at fifteen, and became a widow at sixteen.

But no matter what they say, she was only a child.

She was just a child.

She was supposed to be innocent and pure . . . and free.

But here she was, being sold yet again to another rich dirty old man by her own parents.

She had long lost her innocence and purity,

And her freedom was non-existent.

She was Mikan Sakura.

She was young and beautiful.

But inside, she felt old and ugly.

She felt so dirty and used.

The loss of her unborn child and her husband, did it upset her?

No, definitely not.

She was not ready to be a mother;

And she did not want to be a wife.

She was forced into all of these.

She had no choice.

She never had a choice.

They never gave her a chance to decide for herself.

But now that her husband was dead, she thought she had her freedom back.

But who was she kidding? That thought was too good to be true.

Mikan Sakura was never free. Her lovely parents would not let her.

Her husband hadn't even been dead for a month but they had already given her away again in exchange for money.

Lots of money.

Because they loved money more than they had ever loved her.

She was Mikan Sakura.

She was sixteen.

And she was supposed to be just a child.

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She was beautiful.

She was the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on.

Her flawless ivory skin, her slender figure,

Her long auburn hair and exquisite hazel eyes,

Those tantalizing lips and small, delicate nose . . .

Everything about her enthralled him.

She was riveting.

The way she walked down the aisle in her long white gown was full of effortless grace.

He watched her intently, never removing his own crimson orbs away from her, as she stood in front of the altar.

He watched her intently.

And he noticed it; it was clear as the daylight, the sadness in her eyes.

She was in misery.

There was suddenly a heavy feeling in his chest, something akin to pain and regret as he continued to watch her.

She was indeed beautiful.

. . . so beautiful.

Who was she?

She was his father's new wife.

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Author's Note: I really should finish my old stories first before I start writing a new one. Ugh. Anyway, I needed a break from writing the second chapter of Fixation (I'm 50%done with it, btw), so I wrote this on a whim. Also, I wanted to try a different writing style; and this one is so much easier. I think I can update this regularly and have this completed by December. –crosses fingers-

This is only the prologue but I'll put up chapter one soon.

PS. Writing summaries is so hard. I fail.

Disclaimer: Gakuen Alice doesn't belong to me.