Born into a well off noble family, my life was considered good, most people would kill for it.
When I thought I finally achieved my dream, everything crumbled down.
I never had any attachement to my family, nor did they to me. For them, I was invisible, just the other person living in the house, with them.
I wasn't the oldest, not the youngest, I wasn't even the smartest or cutest.
I had no real value, after all, I was just some stupid little omega.
This story might contain content too emotional for some readers, whilst there are not meant to be strong depictions like: non-con, abuse...
There will be depictions of emotional struggles, death, and suicidal thoughts.
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Broken Dreams ~ Cursed by Doloram, The God of Sorrow Comments