Falak’s POV
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‘I shook my head vigorously and slapped at his hand. And was about to scream when he placed his palm over my mouth.
“Don’t you know that Daddy hates bad baby girl, huh?”, He said, coming dangerously close to me.
“Mmmmm” I tried to call for my mother, but I couldn’t. He started touching me in an improper way. All I could do was cry and be scared of this monster.
“Oh, you have a phone now! I didn’t remember my sister mentioning anything about it!”, He said, taking the phone from his other hand. I tried to fight back but failed miserably. After all, I was just thirteen years old; that monster was no less than thirty years old.
“Now that you don’t want me to tell about your phone to my sister, then behave and let me do whatever I want to. No one will know a thing.” I felt s
