Aiheza Martin POV

I moved to the side of the bed even though I was already at the very end of it. My heart began to climb when I heard footsteps.

Is he here again? Will he hurt me again? Can't he really forgive me anymore? Will he whip me again?

I'm tired! I'm getting tired.

I am not at fault. I-I didn't go out. I-I didn't run away. I-I didn't scold.

Tears began to well up in my eyes and the sobbing inevitably escaped. I quickly covered my mouth and bowed my head while closing my eyes. When I heard the click of the door, it had actually opened....