Chapter 12. I Will Never Mate Your Son

I was once again in my starving phase, and it was not on purpose. I was so angry that I couldn’t find it in myself to eat. It was two days ago that those two decided to come and spoil my mood, and I hadn't been able to eat.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and curled more into myself. I could not even sleep a wink. Every time I closed my eyes, I could see the life I had lost, and it was a scary feeling knowing I would never get it back. 

The day was crawling, and the time was so slow. I didn’t know what to do, and I was tired of just sitting all day waiting for whatever horrible fate awaited me. I knew, but I didn’t want to admit it. 

I would just keep my eyes closed and remain ignorant of the harsh reality that was knocking at my door incessantly. In the last two days, I had cleaned with a cloth I found, arranged the already organised room and even jumped around so that I wouldn’t lose my mind. 

“I’m tired of staying indoors, Genny. How long