The Rejected Bride
I will not allow him rape me on my last night in the God forsaken place.
“Don’t bother, zeynep,” he calls out just as I run out of the room and into the corridor.
And I soon realise why.
I stop dead in my tracks. Looking left and right, all I can see are angry, orange flames.
The house is on fire!
“We’re dying together, my love,” he says, walking up behind me. “You and I…and this house. If we can’t be together in this life, by God, we will be together in the next.”