“Six, For terrorizing you.”

Shutting my eyes, I continued, hands shaken by terror, mind sank into a nightmare, explicit agony was sheltering into my heart. I couldn’t take it.

“Seven, For making you a prey.”

“I am not a prey anymore, you just called me your wife. Why do you want me to hurt you for that?” I asked, wiping my teary cheeks, soaked with anguish on his behalf.

Those were the tears of sting I was shedding in his place, he couldn’t cry at his scars so I did.

“Just do it.” He hissed, curling his hand in a fist, jaw clenched, back all bloody and scarred at this...