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< p > dress with the best fabric.

< p > elegant makeup, impeccably arranged hair.

< p > I was a woman of success. Wife of an influential, rich man.

< p > People looked at me with jealousy.

< p > considered me lucky.

< p > but no one knew that each coin has two sides.

< p > I married him because I had no choice.

< p > long.

< p > no perspective.

< p > mother in the hospital, and I didn't even have medicine.

< p > was the only chance for rescue.

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< p > promised me the world, and I knew I was selling my own soul.

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< p > I got everything I wanted.

< p > I had a house that I could only dream about.

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< p > money, which & oacute; re allow me to forget about old problems.

< p > but they couldn't buy me love.

< p > or freedom.

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< p > at every step reminded me of what he did for me.

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< p > — You are my property — m & oacute; when his hand clenched on my wrist.

< p > paid for me.

< p > so he thought he might have ownership.

< p > every smile, which I showed the world, was a lie.

< p > every luxury that surrounded me, was a golden frame.

< p > A I ?

< p > I was a bird who closed her

< p > I thought that the money would solve my problems.

< p > but they became my curse.

< p > One night I looked at the suitcase, which I packed a few hours earlier.

< p > I knew that if I didn't leave now, I would never be free again.

< p > I had nothing.

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< p > but I had one.

< p > yourself.

< p > and it was worth more than all my husband's money.

Natasha Kumar

By Natasha Kumar

Natasha Kumar has been a reporter on the news desk since 2018. Before that she wrote about young adolescence and family dynamics for Styles and was the legal affairs correspondent for the Metro desk. Before joining The Times Hub, Natasha Kumar worked as a staff writer at the Village Voice and a freelancer for Newsday, The Wall Street Journal, GQ and Mirabella. To get in touch, contact me through my natasha@thetimeshub.in 1-800-268-7116