I remain stunned, sitting on the floor. It hadn't hurt much the day he had manhandled me before, the day he had almost choked me but right now a sick feeling ran through me. It made me wonder if I had fallen too low. Was I a girl who had no ego? No self-respect? Or could easily be walked over? All I wanted ever was to get my brat back to me and to the family that awaits for him every single day with their hopes still high as the sky.
He was the same person but still, he wasn't. Perhaps years of working here have made him an uncouth person but to me, it has come upon my self-respect. The mirror of trust in my heart for him just shattered with his words and his rough ways.
