A Long Night

Tears kept flowing from the corner of those hazel colored eyes. Lilyana took her other clothes from the wardrobe and then immediately headed to the bathroom.

The woman turned on the shower without caring about the cold night that also pierced her smooth white skin. Her tears mixed with the water from the shower.

She felt disgusted with her own body, even if she could she would want to move from this disgusting body to another body that the treacherous man had never touched before.

"I'm too weak," whispered Lilyana who was still crying under the pouring water.

In the middle of a cold night, when most people choose to hide under their thick blankets, the fragrance of flowers can be smelled so piercing the nose.

After finishing one bottle of shampoo and soap, even Lilyana still felt disgusted with her own body. With a slight tremor in her hands, she opened the bathroom door.

From her eyes she saw a man who now she hated even more was sitting leaning on the bed. There was no guilt shown o