Queen Of Queens
A kindhearted woman, helping an elderly woman cross the street, was struck by a car. Her instinct to protect the elderly led her to push the woman out of the way, sacrificing herself. The impact left her face disfigured and unrecognizable. Her life, once filled with warmth and love, shattered into a million pieces. Her job was gone, her boyfriend abandoned her, and even her aunt's family, who had adopted her and treated her as their own, turned their backs, casting her away.
Winter descended, its icy fingers wrapping around her, amplifying her suffering. She endured the biting cold, gnawing hunger, and constant criticism. Even the kindness of strangers had vanished, replaced by disdainful glances and cruel whispers. She applied for any work she could find, but her disfigured face became an insurmountable obstacle. No one wanted to accept her. The world she once knew had become a cold, unforgiving place.
One day, exhausted and broken, she collapsed beneath the shade of an ancient oak tree, the snow falling silently around her. She was alone, her body numb with cold, her spirit crushed by the weight of her misfortune. She closed her eyes, the icy grip of death stealing her breath, and slipped away into the darkness, taking with her a heart that had been broken beyond repair.
