YOUR HUSBAND IS HERE

I watched frozen as his lips curled at the tip, twisting into a wide, dark and cruel smirk. And his lips moved to say something, but then—everything went blurry. I strained my ears trying to hear something. My eyes clenched hard trying to see exactly what was happening. But as if I was being sucked out of whatever night mare I was in. I watched helplessly as everywhere turned dark. My head ached painfully, and I could feel it pounding against my skull. I struggled to open my eyes, only to be greeted by the sight of darkness. But I could barely care about that fact. Because, the memories of the nightmare I had been pulled out from flowed through my mind. My entire body trembled as everything flashed through me almost like I was reliving every scene. My chest tightened when I remembered something. I called the man in my memories papa. And he looked nothing like the man who I’d recognized as my father all my life. And my mother. ‘Oh heavens, my mother looked very intimate with him,’ the t