A young timid Amy stood in the middle of the living room of her parent’s house. Her hair were damp and her pretty dress was torn apart from places, probably from when she was trying to get out of the ropes that she spent her entire night in, tied to that rough tree that scratched her back as well.
She was shaking with cold; as she had just spent the entire night next to a cold water lake but above all the reason of her shaking body was fear; fear due to the man standing in front of her.
“Where the hell were you the entire night?”
Joe yelled at his daughter.
She had never made such a grave mistake in her entire life, to stay out of the house. Hell, she never even attended any party just for the sake of keeping her father happy but in that very moment, she had her heart blown out with a
