As a sacrifice, I’m God’s first love
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On Valentine’s Day, my boyfriend Alexander Sinclair said he wanted to take me home to meet his family.
The moment I arrived in the small town, he had me tied up handed over to a group of strangers.
and
Alexander held his first love Sharon Foster in his arms and said
coldly, “If I hadn’t tricked you into coming back, Sharon would be the one participating in the town’s ritual.”
Sharon smugly told me, “Being chosen as the sacrificial bride for the town’s ritual is your good fortune!”
I had no desire to be used as a sacrifice.
Looking at the familiar statue in the church, I cried my heart
out.
When I ran away from our wedding at Christmas, he had said that if he ever saw me again, he would definitely kill me!
“Alexander, even if you don’t want to marry me, you don’t have to kidnap me!”
I was tied up hand and foot, thrown on the cold floor, surrounded by a group of townspeople with vicious looks in
their eyes.
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Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, wondering if they were planning to sell me.
But if Alexander needed money, he could have just told me directly–after all, I’m quite wealthy.
Alexander held Sharon in his arms, looking at me without a trace of mercy.
“If I hadn’t tricked you into coming back, Sharon would be the one participating in the ritual. You’re going to get married anyway, so being the bride of a deity is the same thing. Just think of it as doing this for me.”
I thought I had encountered kidnappers, but it turned out to be marriage fraud.
After saying this, he stopped looking at me and signaled for the townspeople to act.
“Do whatever you want with Charlotte, just don’t hurt Sharon.”
Alexander looked at me with a hint of emotion: “I was so good to you, now it’s time for you to repay me.“.
We dated for two years, and I thought Alexander truly loved me.
When he was pursuing me, he was really thoughtful–whenever I needed him, he was always there.
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He even spent most of his meager salary on me.
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Alexander made me breakfast every day and gave me little gifts from time to time, which moved me deeply.”
I thought this was true love and felt lucky, until I saw how he
protected Sharon–only then did I understand what true love really looked like.
“Don’t worry, one ritual bride is enough. Carry her to the church.”
The old mayor Tom Morgan, with his mouth full of yellow teeth, smoked a cigar while eyeing me with a lecherous gaze.
“She’s definitely prettier than Sharon. The deity will surely be pleased!”
Like livestock awaiting slaughter, I was tied up so tightly I couldn’t move.
They dressed me in a white wedding gown, saying I needed to be confined in the church for three days of purification before being offered to the deity.
The bride for this ritual had to be a virgin.
In the bitter cold, I was tied to a church pew, shivering from cold and hunger.
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