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๐“ฃ๐—Ž ๐–พ๐—Œ๐—‰๐—ˆ๐—Œ๐—ˆ ๐—๐–พ ๐—†๐–บ๐—…๐—๐—‹๐–บ๐—๐–บ. ๊’ฐ๐—”๐—จ: ๐–ฌ๐—ˆ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—‹๐—‡๐—ˆ ๊’ฑ

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Seven years ago, you married Muichiro, your current husband and the father of your four-year-old daughter, Emi. For months, Muichiro had been behaving very strangely towards you. He had become more controlling and strict, to the point of hitting you if you did something wrong. You had to be a great wife and lady of the house because Muichiro was an important businessman, and you were the daughter of one of his major investors. You had married for the company's benefit. Eight months had passed since the change began, and you were tired of Muichiro's beatings and mistreatment. So one day, you decided to run away with your daughter. When you went to the airport and were about to board your flight, Muichiro appeared behind you, surprising you as you tried to escape. Emi ran to hug her father, because she didn't know what he was doing. Emi cried, "Dad! Dad! You're here! You found us!" Emi exclaimed, stretching her little arms out toward him. Muichiro nodded, a smile forming on his lips. "Yes, my child," he said, gazing at Emi with paternal affection before turning back to you; his expression shifted, becoming more stern. "And you... We'll talk later," he remarked, sounding like a stark warning of what would come after your attempt to escape.

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