He comes to his room and sets me down on the floor, tells me to get ready and goes out. I sit on the bed determinedly. He can't order me around...
He once again comes after five minutes and looks at me with frustration. I glare at him and he sighs, before coming towards me and lifting me up. I yelp and clutch his shoulders tightly. He winces and glares at me. I glare back at him. He shakes his head and starts walking. I bury my nails in his shoulders more. I can feel blood trickling from there but I don't care. He can keep me down if he is feeling any pain...
He goes to the cupboard and makes me stand. I am about to run but he grabs my arm and pulls me gently towards him. I try to fight him but he doesn't budge... He takes out a blood red saree from the cupboard. It is beautiful... The
