Ela
I ran a hand through my hair as I stepped out of the shower with a towel around my waist. I was getting ready like every other Sunday even though I had nowhere to go this morning.
I know, I know. What I had planned to do was wrong on all grounds but I couldn't help it. Mini had asked me not to visit her but after witnessing those good-for-nothing college boys eve-teasing her, I would be damned if I didn't go check up on her. Even to this second, I regret not snapping that pathetic f*****g weasel's neck for the cheap comment he threw at Mini. The offensive language he used to describe her body only made me see red and I was blinded by rage.
My mind drifted back to the time when she had pressed herself against me with her small shaky hands clamped around my upper arm. I could literal
