WARNING!!!SLIGHT GORE DESCRIPTION
A Figure snuggled deeper in the blanket, trying hard to disappear in it. The room was filled with darkness as the lights were turned off. A whimpering sound came from the figure. It was a sound of pain and desperation.
The only source of light in the room was from the bedside lamp that hang low. Farhana was in agony. She felt disgusted with her self and wanted to scrub off her entire skin. What have she done to herself? How did it get to such a point where she could no longer decipher what was right and what was wrong?
Where did everything go wrong and how did it happen? A month ago, she had been over the moon with delight and elation. She was really attracted to Wahid who had her emotions in a topsy turvy state. Ever since she met that guy, she had felt a deep yearning to have someone to call her own.
