Pity Cries

Brianna covered her body with the white, messed up, smelly bed sheet and huddled up in the corner of the bed. Her body trembled with fear and disgust.

"I need to leave this place. I can't live with Satan- that beast." Brianna covered her face with her hands. She kept shaking her head, and her loud wailing reverberated in the cold mansion. The bruises on her body had turned green.

Outside the room, Roy looked at the door with pity for the sobbing woman. He regretted his decision not to warn Brianna. Satan was insane and after seeing Brianna talking happily with another man- his madness reached its peak.

"Why? She trapped you with her pity cries?" Satan looked at Roy with a raised brow. Water dripped down from his hair. He did not seem to be the horrible man who tormented his wife.