The door opened with a thud and Kabir came out of
the room wiping the sweat beads from his forehead
with a devilish smirk on his face.
There inside the room someone was wailing badly.
Blood was oozing out from her fresh wounds. Her
fragile body was looking broken from all the torture
she faced last night. Her only mistake was she
didn't allow her so- called husband to harm her
chastity again. She collected herself from all the
pain which was pulling her down badly.
She got up and poured a bucket full of cold water
on her head, to wash away pain from her whole
body in a hope that one day she would surely be
able to wash away all agony from her wounded
soul..
