A bastard

Sometimes even a steel bends over when it carries unbearable loads constantly.

Carol keeps glancing at her, shocked, disbelief and somehow exhausted. She thought that changing the phone number would be more effective than blocking everyone. However, the cruel and ugly scene that has been revealed before her eyes, makes her angry and frustrated.

She doesn't have any idea how those men found her phone number and why they're sending those pictures. But she doesn't have her laptop with her to investigate the situation properly. She can't take any sort of risks by replying to any of them.

While her body is shaking with anger and frustration. Also, she just woke up after a long hard time, she feels like crying. Everything is getting on her nerves and she doesn't know how to handle things.

She remains silent, throwing the phone on the patient bed. Her tired gaze shifts outside the window, staring at the bright sky with those flurry clouds. She keeps pinching her palm, uncertainty