They were to be back after a week. My mom had arranged my food and washing of clothes to Indhu and she agreed to it happily.She called me home for din...er for that evening. I wasn’t too friendly with her but we gradually started to talk and became more friendly. Later in the night I was thinking of her and send her a text message “good night dear”. She didn’t respond to it.Next day in the morning I woke by my phone’s beep, it was a message from Indhu “good morning dear”. I was happy to see her. I awoke with the smell of coffee and toast drifting from down stairs, it was obvious that mum was up and had made breakfast, I stretched a little then made my way to the bathroom, I could tell mum have been there by the sweet scent she had left behind, I took a shower then returned to my bedroom, I put on a matching set of white underwear then sat down to put on my makeup, I never put my makeup on too heavy but just to accentuate my eyes which mum said were electrify and attractive, I slipped. I could almost hear my mother telling me to stop crying before my eyes froze shut, but I wanted them to be frozen. I wanted everything to be frozen so I could stop feeling. I didn’t want to feel the pain or rejection anymore and I had nobody to turn to. ‘She’ had made sure of that over the years, cutting me off from family and friends as I ignorantly followed like an obedient pup. This wasn’t the way I planned on spending my life when we first got together. I thought we would take care of and. "His eyes clinically undressed and slowly appraised her body as if she were being surveyed and analyzed under a microscope, while he continued talking, now more to himself than to her."Yes, the perfect specimen. Young... strong, with a high endurance rate. Lush... ripe, a generous span between the hip bones... yes, I think of great capacity..." His voice trailed off into silence as his cruel eyes bulged and widened the longer they drank in her youthful beauty, then fused into a hypnotic stare.