They say Petrov brides wear their rebellion on their faces.
Each scar, a punishment for running.
I have one.
Not because I broke.
Because I watched.
Because I waited.
Promised to monsters.
Punished for my defiance.
I was taught to obey.
And I learned to survive.
Now my prison is breached'''not by mercy, but by a man with secrets behind his smile and blood on his hands.
He thinks I’m fragile.
He thinks he’s saving me.
But you don’t rescue girls like me.
You unleash them.
Each scar, a punishment for running.
I have one.
Not because I broke.
Because I watched.
Because I waited.
Promised to monsters.
Punished for my defiance.
I was taught to obey.
And I learned to survive.
Now my prison is breached'''not by mercy, but by a man with secrets behind his smile and blood on his hands.
He thinks I’m fragile.
He thinks he’s saving me.
But you don’t rescue girls like me.
You unleash them.