Mark walked into his room and placed his bag on the carpet and unzipped it sitting on his knees. He got out his shirt which she was wore previous night and smelled it hugging on his chest.

"I know, I can never smell your fragrance in my lifetime", He whispered hugging the shirt.

After a while, he got out the blanket which was lying on the hay bed. He looked at the dried blood stain on the white sheet as a symbol of her virginity which he snatched, marking her. He remembered all the incidents that happened from night. He left the sheet aside and served a glass of whiskey....