She was contemplating using a sharper blade, her dainty wrist ready. Just then the door creaked open, the creaking made her shiver. The wind stroked her causing the sharp blade to fall from her hand- it was as if she had made an involuntary movement to hide herself. The same tall figure with dusted boots stood before her. She had seen him before, not wanting to be horrified she curled herself holding her legs with her hands and hiding her face morbid. She could still hear the sound of the boots walking towards her, she kept on shifting backwards until her back hit the wall behind.
He held her hair and lifted her face up for another sour encounter. He looked into her eyes and smirked. Planning to kill yourself, are you ? he asked with a grin. Her failure to do the same caused a tear to fall from her eye. She wasn't scared anymore, she was numb. She couldn't feel the pain he gave her. Months of captivity, she was already lifeless.
You cannot choose to die in matters of trade he said.It was time for her to leave, again.
He held her hair and lifted her face up for another sour encounter. He looked into her eyes and smirked. Planning to kill yourself, are you ? he asked with a grin. Her failure to do the same caused a tear to fall from her eye. She wasn't scared anymore, she was numb. She couldn't feel the pain he gave her. Months of captivity, she was already lifeless.
You cannot choose to die in matters of trade he said.It was time for her to leave, again.
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