I watched him make his way towards me. His eyes seemed so dark and the danger that I saw in it, scared me. I tried to make a fast escape, but he was too fast for me.
He dragged me back and flung me to the bed.
He tore my Sari wrapper and I started crying in fear. Trying to beg. I knew what he was trying to do. I was scared of what he was trying to do to me.
“Please don’t. Please.” I cried.
My breathing was hard and uneven, tearful. My heart was broken at the misery I was about to face.
I turned and saw a vase of petals, and in my struggle with him I pushed it and it came crashing on my arm an there was blood everywhere.
"For the love of God." He shouted when he saw that the vase had torn my skin.
I didn't feel the pain at first, it came as a sudden shock to me. There was blood e
