You Hurt Me, Then Loved Me
Language: en
Warren Ashford was the graceful young gentleman of our circle, warm and polite to everyone. Everyone except me. He hated my fragile, pitiful appearance and said it looked like I was trying to seduce people. He also refused to let any boys come near me. I endured his isolation and petty cruelty for six whole years. In the seventh year, I escaped abroad to study. I never wanted to return to that circle again or live under his shadow. After finishing three years overseas, I married my childhood friend.