The Traitor's Daughter
Mercy was all I asked for but I guess I didn't deserve it.
Dragged by her long nappy hair, like a heavy bag carried by a weak person through the mud and sand.
Her screams and begging fell of deaf ears, not even her father batted an eye.
Torture seemed to find her everywhere, even now, as everyone applauded with smiles, wishing the newly wedded couple, a beautiful life ahead.
A marriage that marked the beginning of endless an and undisturbed torture.