FEBRUARY, 4, 2000.
And if I could be let to say my mind. To testify on her very behalf, I would do so gladly. Putting all my might in it.
February, 4, 2000, her uncle came. He said he misses her. He says to her he wants to make up for his sins.
'Can we go back, to what we once were. Lovers beyond the heavens. The sky weren't our limits. Sliest dare not mention our names. We were untouchable. gods!' He chuckles and keeps on advancing towards her.
She, in fright kept moving back trembling. Why won't he just die? I am sure that's what she thought. She reached the wall. Fear was written all over her face. I guess she tried to run to the next room but he stopped her with his filthy hands and touched her face sensually to her lips.
'Oh my dear. Say something will you. You know I get furious when you don't talk. You of all people know me and that'. He said. Stupid and shameless he. I would be sure to get him if it were up to me. I swear on my baked-clay head. Really.