" You are to me what fire is to a moth "
" A BURNING HOME "
The story of an orphan girl who's cursed, who never had a home, and The story of an abandoned man who feels homesick for everything he lost.
It's about How an orphan girl was mistreated by...
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"What was I Made For?"
~Billie
A U T H O R
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As Shifa arrived at Ezra's house, she dashed to her room and locked the door behind her.Her heart thudded violently in her chest,as she knew what was coming for her.
The sound of furious footsteps echoed down the hallway, each step a countdown to her impending doom.
And suddenly a loud bang reverberated through the door, jolting her.
"Open up, you orphan!" Sana's voice sliced through the air,her fists pounding against the wood.
Sana Amir, the privileged daughter of Ezra Amir,had always lived a life of ease, while Shifa, the orphan taken in by Ezra thirteen years ago, had known only the crumbs of bread, a small room and her years old laptop through which she publishes her poetries.
As Sana's furious shouts filled the space, a cold dread washed over Shifa. She inhaled deeply, steeling herself to respond,"Sana, please, you're not misunderstanding-"
But before she could finish, Sana's foot kicked the door,a violent thud that made Shifa jump in fear.
"Open this door or I swear, you'll regret losing that Dupatta!" Sana hissed, her voice dripping with malice.
Shifa's heartbeat fastened as she grasped the threat hidden in Sana's words. Despite the terror,she prepared herself for the punishment that awaited,knowing she could not bear to lose her mother's cherished dupatta.
When the door finally creaked open, Shifa met with Sana's furious glare, her eyes alight with a dangerous fire.
"You long for your mother, don't you? I'll make sure you see her soon," Sana taunted, a wicked grin spreading across her face. Without hesitation, she lunged forward, grabbing Shifa by her hair and dragging her toward the dark,foreboding store room at the back of the house.
