THE ASSAULT

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"Where’s your husband? Has he gone to his workplace?" demanded the intruder. “When is he returning home?” I eyed the man with a visible panic on my face, as if I was certain that the ruffian was going to kill me at any given moment; and the uneasiness produced by the dread of a possible attack inadvertently caused me to breathe heavily while shaking simultaneously. But I made no answer. “When will he return?” asked the man once again, growing more frustrated this time, so much so that he grabbed my neck and threatened me with obnoxious obloquies and the tool he’d accompanied only made it worse. “Say something, or I will bury this knife in your chest.” The intruder appeared very earnest in his threats. Consequently, I, who was afraid of losing my life and my husband and didn’t deem it i

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