Lyre struggled as he tried to get away from her, but the more he tried to do that, the more pain she unleashed on him. Until...
"Brother, what's wrong?" Clar who has walked into the room to bring Lyre down for dinner was surprised to see her beloved brother struggling on the bed sweating like a person on whom a bucket of water was poured.
She had to shake Lyre more than thrice before he woke up, gasping like a person who has been underwater for more than ten minutes.
His eyes darted around the room, searching for his mother.
Lyre's heart was beating miles a minute.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Startled, Lyre kicked Clar.
"Ouch!" Clar cried out when her butt made an unwanted collision with the ground. "What did you do that for?" She frowned while rubbing her butts.
Scared, Lyre could only watch her.
He was at a loss of what to do, and at the same time, he feared what the mother will do to him should she find her daughter on the ground.
