Chapter Twenty four

Maryam's POV 

"What am I doing here?".  I asked my self immediately I fluttered my eyes open. I remembered vividly that I had locked my self in the bathroom, so how did i end up here on my bed?  Could he have brought me here again? No way! he wouldn't dare do that! Who am I kidding, he's the only person who has access to my room, jerk!

How did I end up putting on a cloth? Could he have wore this gown for me? I hope he didn't see the horrible mark on my back? What if he sees it, it not like he cares anyways.

Last night was the most painful night ever for me. We both kept proving each other our side. Me trying to prove my love for him and him trying to show me that I don't worth him,I'm not the right girl for him. Well Kareem, you won and I lost. He called me a whore which was the most painful word he has ever said to me, not only that but he forced him self on me.

Well, why should I insist myself on hi