My hands are shaking, and my body is trembling with fear. With shaky hands, I called the first person who came to mind. Only he can save me now. While sobbing, I clicked on the name of my comfort, saviour and love.
He picked up the call on the second ring. "Hello, Kuku. Are you okay? Why did you call me at this hour? What happened?"
He didn't let me speak, and I covered my mouth with my hands to control my sobs. How can I tell him that my family is the reason for my situation? How can I tell him that the people who brought me into this world are behaving like monsters toward me? How can I tell him that the way he treats and cares for me is something I've never received from anyone else?
I replied,"Maan, can you come to my building? I-I am in trouble. Please come."
That was all it took to raise his rage. Now his hands were shaking in anger as he listened to her vulnerable voice.
He replied,"It will take 1 hour and 45 minutes to reach you. Until then, be brave. I am coming, okay?"
I replied between my sobs,"y-es. Come fastly Maan. They'll kill me. I am afraid."
He replied,"I am coming, okay? Don't lose hope. I won't let anything happen to you. Just breathe, and I'll be there as soon as possible. Hide somewhere. And I love you, you know that, right? So believe me, I am already on my way."
I said between my sobs,"I kno-w. I believe you. I-I am cutting the call now what if they he-ar me. ."
He said,"okay mi amore, I am coming."
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