Freedom again: under this sky it all began

hoarse voice echoing t

ight?" He slurred his

ut wonder how muc

ards me, I instincti

elled, causing me

tightly, shakin

shakily, not wanting

realization. He wou

nd him towering over me, des

uth to stop myself fro

l - I

now, slut," he whispered in a lo

my ear. "Time for some punishment, loser,

ad, knowing his crue

e me today, please, uncle," I begged him, plea

rtless man,

ng my jaw with his thumb. I whimper

, I swear," he whispered, making me fe

What did he mean? Oh Allah, pleas

r. Please, uncle, I'm begging you," I

stand why I dese

rom you, Allah, ple

ly my dad were here, things would be different. I wouldn't have to beg for anyone's merc

What could a weak girl like me do against such a powerful man? I

me from whatever sic

m. You need to freshen up,"

first time he had asked for such a thing. Was he plan

s at his mercy, and any wrong

h meant being beaten to death and left to l

was rar

jumped on my bed, point

e said groggily, burying

ut did as he said. After all,

ink pajamas. I quickly returned to the room, finding him still on my

my body. I shivered and fidgeted, feeling exposed under his dangerous gaze. At that moment, it felt like t

h fear once again. I had that sick feeling in

looked down, refusing

a little flower?

gaze, tears welling in my eyes. No,

ion filling me as I wondered why he was saying such things. It

it his lip. My stomach churned, t

eds, and she isn't fulf

ed backing away, attem

hand on his chin as if

I'll just check something," he said, a

ease don't let this be

to do one thing," he said,

?" I asked, worried and frig

ttered the words that

u will face c