Willingly or unwillingly, Aarvi has to watch the adults' game of bruising and hurting. There was a day, she was weeping and shrieking in pain when Vance watched her like an animal enjoying himself holding a wine flute in hand.
What Vance was going through was nothing compared to what she had gone through. Vance was just in physical pain but they hadn't only tortured her physically but her soul had screamed in agony, her inner self had left her, she had tried to bite her tongue off and suicide, her psyche was trembling wishing she was never born.
Aaron who was next to Aarvi realized her trembling hands putting on a calm composure. Her eyes were on the boxing ring but he knew they weren't focused on them but she was reminiscing her nightmares.
Have some ideas about my story? Comment it and let me know.
Much Love,
Munchkin