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A Daughter Sold to Save a Family
In the small parlor, a man’s voice murmured under the hiss of a lantern. His name was Arthur Shaw — a wealthy, reserved farmer twice Matilda’s age. Everyone in Harmony Creek knew him as the man with money but no family, the one who lived in a big house at the edge of town and kept to himself.
When the visitor left, Walter called his daughter in. He couldn’t quite meet her eyes.
She stood frozen. “But I don’t know him.”
“He’s a good man,” her father insisted. “He’ll take care of you. And he’s offering enough to help us all.”
“How much?” she asked.
He hesitated before answering. “Two thousand dollars.”
Her voice trembled. “So… you’re selling me?”
Her father’s silence was the only answer she needed.
Nine days later, Matilda walked down the aisle in a lace dress Arthur had paid for, her steps slow and heavy, her eyes lowered to the floor. Her first kiss — brief and stiff — came at the altar. Her wedding night felt less like a beginning and more like a sentence she couldn’t escape.
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