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When the conversation intensified, the breath became more blazed. Eyes full of pain, grudge, and especially disbelief. Her tears raced down on her small cheeks. She wished everything to be ended. All she got was mistreatment, hatred, and offense. She was done hearing herself being insulted and disgraced. She rested her hand over her cheek to lessen the pain that started crawling her body and when she moved her hand away, the blood was covering her palm. She couldn't sense herself bleeding previously. The numbness she felt was protecting her from the suffering she felt but it was depressingly a temporary pain relief and the cut was indeed the result of the ring in her mother's finger.

Was this the family she asked for? She asked herself the same questions over and over again but there were always no answers.

"Where is the mother's tenderness I need? Where is the father's compassion towards me?  Why do I always feel that I am unwanted? Am I that ungrateful daughter to you? If you are miserable enough to empower me with these, then let me choose my life! Why do you force me to do things you want?! You always enter my life like a parasite and involve yourselves in every single detail, My education, the man who will live with me, even my friends. Come and live my life if you want! What have I done to deserve this." With almost a barely weak voice she tried to enunciate what she feels, what her heart tried to say but couldn't express. She couldn't bear it anymore. Her eyes were burning and she felt powerful. She waved her hand and threw a vase due to her uncontrolled outrage. She wanted to fight back. If her words were not enough so why not try her punches. All her hopes faded gradually when her eyes fall on the broken glass shattered everywhere. With a spontaneous motion, she grabbed a broken sharp piece and pointed it towards her chest specifically towards her shrivel heart, she was somehow threatening them. What was more important than her life to bargain with and make them stop?

"If you see that I'm useless, so why should I live!! " With tears flew with no direction or even a leader, her lips drew a victorious smile that she finally knew the solution of her problems, she swayed the broken piece and headed it away from her heart and edged the sharp part of the glass to her left hand that resulted in a deep cut to her wrist. Her body weakly descended on her knees and was thrown roughly on the ground with her hand tightened to the broken piece. She heard unconsciously many screams and cries echoing in the whole room with the only word.

"Nour, no!!! "

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