He looked at her menacingly, with blood shot eyes and a whip
in his hand. She sat quivering in a corner, her body covered in bruises. He
smiled wickedly and lashed the whip, which made her heart skip a beat and she recoiled,
waiting for the pain.
Priya woke up with a start, sweating profusely. The same
nightmare again. I don’t know for how many nights I will have to endure this
she thought. She looked at her 5 year
old son Adi sleeping beside her. She leaned over him and gently kissed his forehead.
He squirmed a little and went back to sleep again. She sat looking at his
peaceful face and felt proud of her decision to leave her husband 5 years back. She held her son close to her and slept with a sweet anticipation of a new day.
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