'My life is ruined.' That's all the young girl thought as she laid there in the muddy ruins of a lost battle. The British had won and she was now under their control forever. The young girl didn't move, even as she was picked up by the man that had ruined her life forever and any chance she had at making her feelings of love more known. Because, who in their right mind would fall in love with their colony?
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'I wished you would have never tried for freedom.' He told himself in his mind as he looked down at the young girl that had tried to rebel. She wasn't moving other than her soft breathing and very little twitches in pain from the many burns and cuts across her body. She wouldn't have had them if she had just asked nicely while telling him her reasons.
The man picked the young girl up and carried her back to their home to start tending to her wounds, since he was still her caretaker and would never let the young woman live away from him. That her-never-leaving-him had just doubled to twice the effort because of this small attempt at freedom from her people and eventually, herself as a colony.
He still kept her close because of the fear that she would run off with the bloody frog and not care for him after gaining freedom. Because, what colony would ever love their caretaker in this world?