Sylvia left the bedroom that evening to take a stroll and get fresh air, after what she encountered in the hands of Thomas, she was beginning to consider if running away was the only means of solution for her to escape her dictated life.
She felt bad, he reduced her to nothing, claimed he bought her freedom the moment she got married to him. Was suffering in her father's hands not enough? Why did she have to go through another phase of maltreatment in her matrimonial home?
She couldn't stop thinking as she strolled down the corridor, unexpectedly, she felt someone pull her by hand into a dimly lit corner. She could barely see his face but the fragrance of his natural cologne made her recognize him.
She gazed up at his dark face. “Andrew” Sylvia called in a calm tone. Her voice turned te
