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 "She used to be lucid and balmy. She wannabe full-flavored. Lustre of her cheeks was the perk of her beauty. Her confidence was unbeatable. She was endearing lovable with a pure soul."

"Suddenly

Table turns! King was the time, every drama has a twist. So did hers, and she faced it. She faced it all. She burned her ego and shattered her self respect. She lost her positivity and optimism. She harmed her soul slowly and slowly unless she was contended that her punishment was enough. She messed herself so bad that it was unsustainable to rally again. She didn't want to go back, she didn't want to look back. And out of these all, she regrets only few & rest helped her grow. Only then she could switch a lass into a fine woman."

"Every single circumstances she faced made her harsh. Word fractured her emotions that she started using her words wisely. And they were not amiable anymore. Since she had a bitter taste of her life, she hates sweet doses now. She had seen it real, feel it clear and now she can decide which one is illusory which is not. She had grown up, with no more glowing cheek but wrinkled eyes that are tired of seeing the fire ball of catastrophe."