MY VIRGIN GAVE ME A GOOD LIFE

In a humble village, a young girl named Lydia tended to a vibrant flower garden beside her family's dilapidated mud-and-thatch hut. Despite their poverty, the house was a masterpiece; Lydia had painted beautiful floral patterns on its walls, creating a sanctuary so breathtaking that passersby often stopped to take photographs.

Lydia's mother had passed away many years ago, leaving her father to raise her alone. After years of loneliness and the heavy burden of single parenthood, her father decided to remarry when Lydia was just seven years old. Initially, the stepmother seemed like a blessing, treating Lydia with warmth and defying the cruel stereotypes of stepmothers.

Everything changed when the stepmother gave birth to her own daughter, Lorrah. As Lorrah grew, she lacked Lydia's natural grace and radiant beauty, which fueled a bitter jealousy in the stepmother's heart. Lydia possessed an effortless charm that shone even without lotion or fine clothes, sparking an unspoken resentment.

Outwardly, the stepmother pretended to love Lydia whenever her father was near. But the moment his back was turned, she subjected the young girl to relentless emotional and physical torment, warning her that if she ever spoke up, both she and her father would pay with their lives. Terrified, Lydia chose silence, fighting her silent battles alone.

To escape the abuse, Lydia threw herself into hard work, spending her free hours gardening, drawing, and singing. Music became her solace, while her vibrant flowers and sketches brought a genuine smile to her face, keeping the darkness of her stepmother's cruelty at bay.