The sky was getting darker with each minute as the sun was at the horizon, threatening to go into its hiding place only to come back the next morning.
In a dimly lit room, a young woman sat on the couch as she stared at the man standing before her.
"Who did this to you?" A low and menacing voice was heard in the room followed by the sound of teeth-gritting against each other.
Richy stood with his head lowered and refused to answer the question his young miss had asked.
"You dare not answer!?" Mandy growled when she saw his silent appearance.
The young servant cowered under her glare and gulped as he gathered the courage to look up at her.
Mandy's heart ached when she saw the swollen eye which was throbbing and beginning to darken every hour.
This morning after she had woken up, she had asked for the maids to send word for her trusted servant who had failed to come to greet her like he would do every day.
