S H E looks at the drama unfold as the man (Owaib) along with his wife and 15 years old daughter stands gaping at her sight. The only one beside those three who looks bothered was, of course, Eira who looks like she wanted to hide anywhere than standing in front of her.

Isn't that a natural response to someone who knows they did wrong however their alter ego doesn't allow them to accept it?. Or perhaps the reward of destroying a single life to have very own comfortable life covered the sins they have done. Cause as long as one can feed their own sinful desires nothing matters.

Not even a life of another.

Feeding one ego and desires have no end. Once they have entered into them, they will only increase, no decreasing and they will destroy whatever stops or hinder their way to have them. Crushing people dreams, hope and wishes are the new trends. It doesn't just happen with elderly placing burden on souls crushing them, it happens on every level with anyone who holds the power to destroy another.

She looks uninteresting at them trying to know if she is real and the dialogue goes around with her not speaking a word, as usual. Her words have always been limited, it wasn't always the case she has spoken to them and she regretted nothing more.

She did look at the only man who presence matter who looks confused in between all of them.

Her husband.

Even though she care less about this drama, she never wished her husband to be a part of it. All she wanted was to be with him and these people coming back from her past are not allowing her that simple luxury even after all they have done to her.

Even after taking her soul from her hands, they are not leaving her alone. She wishes to hold his hand and hear him talk for hours without any interruption yet here they are in the middle of drama, at two extreme ends.

She sighs.

"H-How did you survive?". Owaib asked looking at her still in pure shock

She sighs waiting for this drama to end and she didn't miss to send a glare towards Laith who had allowed them inside in the first place. If they hadn't entered she would be in her room working and now she has to deal with unnecessary drama.

Unresolved past.

It's the worst thing to exist because at some point it is meant to come forward in a way that one won't like. Her past was a proper presentation of how a person can be deemed, broken, ripped and filled with darkness. The more she looks at the four figures in front of her the more she feels herself drifting in a never-ending world of suffering. Every single detail she had shared with them only resulted in every single evidence erasing from the face of the earth even herself.

"I don't know how she lived there was no way". Eira said angrily glaring at her

She smirks sadistically.

Her death was wished by every person in her life even she wishes for her own death however it never came to her when she wanted to it. As if death was angry at her to take her away from these suffering. Or maybe she has something to do in this world.

Every person serves a purpose in this world either in someone life or the world as a whole. She never found her purpose, the one she found didn't last that long.

"Why are you speaking about my wife like that?". Rayyan said sharply having enough of all these people questioning

Was the light strong enough to withstand darkness?.

She doesn't know. Her husband had survived some of the stages with her and he had managed to bring her from her darkness even allowing her to put her guards down. The affection he shows through small gestures and the way she allows his touch to linger on her skin wasn't the normal her. The man had shaped her in a way that she never thought she will be shaped into.

"Wife?". Owaib said as another shock hit him, "I never thought after everything...".

"Do you even know everything?". Eira asked him

He snarled angrily walking towards her holding her hand in his feeling the anger he had always kept stored within him unleashing with his wife being offended in this way. He doesn't know and he has no need to know unless she decides herself to tell him.

"I don't". He said narrowing his eyes daring them to speak, "And I don't need to know about anything. What I do want to know is why are all of you here speaking about my wife as if she is an object?".

Maybe she is an object, that's why.

She was experimented on by her ex-husband as entertainment for him and the people who praised him for his sex maniac actions. Then again, for someone who is as sick as her ex-husband, they were meant to praise him. That's what having hideous desires leads to. Every wrong can be seen right in their eyes and the people like them.

However, with the new trend, everything that was considered wrong years ago is now right. The normalising process is slow but effective in a way that the worst in us is now in power forcing every wrong in our mind trying and pushing the agenda onto ourselves to change our views on life.

The new trend is targeting an age that is tender to build a human being in this world. A young child mind is the best way to manipulate in any way possible. Why is that when we think of children all we thought was giggle, laughs, colours and other and today we fear their body being used by someone?

Why is that day after day we hear a new case of a young child being molested and killed? Why is that after one case we forget to actually do something solid about it moving on and instead of locking children away to protect them from this paedophilia.

It's not easy.

It's not simple to hide the child from the world to protect it. The paedophilia lives within us. They are best at manipulating and hiding their forbidden desires behind a good person that the world sees however what lies inside cannot be seen.

Having children go through what not even adults should have to go through and looking at new cases without taking any actions or proper accountability is never going to stop it, it might as well promote it.

Accountability is of many kinds. Some accountability requires strict, rigid and hard methods to set an example for the one who even thinks of doing the same actions. The world we are living in especially for these rapists, sex maniac and people like them needs rigid solutions so that no one ever dares touch a child. Why do they think of touching a child in the first place? Because they know there will be no accountability. The parents might shut up with societal pressures and he will escape from everything else.

The agenda of "human rights" for such criminal even worsen the situation. Why would a person who dared to harm a child deserves human rights? He destroyed not just a child but a whole generation with it. These rapist and other extremist groups need to have hard punishment publicly so that they are set as an example for others. Long time prison and things like that doesn't work.

"I have been wanting to see you one last time". Owaib said turning to her, "I need your help, please. Please, help me".

She raises her eyebrows clearing asking him what is that she can help with but she isn't going to be of any help to this man.

"I know only you can help my daughter. After the surgery, she never spoke again. She never even called me dad or her mother. She always lost, quiet and distant from the world". Owaib cried, "She is almost-".

"Dead". She spoke finally finishing his sentence

She laughs deadly as the sound resort through the empty house and the silence that it pierces through scaring everyone. She takes steps towards his daughter bending down to look in her eyes that were a reflection of her own eyes however the difference remains that she has felt every single thing and she hasn't.

"Don't even think about speaking". She warned looking directly in her eyes which somewhat resembles her own

"What are you doing?". Eira screech pulling on her hand making her face her, "She is a child. How could you?".

"I wasn't?". She asked mockingly watching their face pale, "I wasn't a child then? What was I exactly? Waste?".

"Caira". Her husband said not liking her words and her eyes momentarily turn to him then they hardened

"I will never help you". She declared starting to take steps towards the stairs done with this drama

"Please, she will only be back if you say so. I have done everything and spend all of my money but nothing helped". Owaib pleaded

She continues to takes steps until she heard Owaib daughter voice, "Last year, my classmate abused me breaking my bones and I never spoke a word about it. When asked I never replied and stayed quiet. Will that attain what they have done to you?".

Her steps halt as she heard gasp around her. She turns around narrowing her eyes watching her looking directly at her. Her eyes held hope- the one she used to hold onto.

"Attain?". She asked as a dry chuckle leaves her mouth

"Don't". Eira warned

She takes steps down towards her standing in front of her.

"How many bones did you break?". She asked glaring at her, "5?6? How many times were they broken? Once". She paused, "How do you think that attain to anything? Do you know what it feels like to have your inside broken? Your organ bleeding? Your bones each one of them slowly broken? How it is to be abused and raped on every single day? And not just a simple rape how about in the most animalistic-".

She paused taking a deep breath when Owaib's daughter fell down on the floor crying.

"You know nothing. Don't ever come back to my house". She growled angrily running towards the door

He looks at everyone not knowing what to do so he has them all leave the house immediately. Good thing, his mother was living at his sister place or this whole thing would have blown in his face. He doesn't know if it's natural and even if it is, it is not right to pressure a newly married couple with responsibilities they are not ready for. A child just because they wish for one doesn't mean the couple had to do it. He knows she is not prepared for it and neither was he. But, he had watched his mother turning completely after their marriage. Asking her to be involved in work, social and whatnot.

She doesn't need to change herself to that extent especially when her pain doesn't allow her to do so. He knows she carries a truckload of issues with her having added into them makes him guilty.

Hearing her words he wonder what sort of things she went through and it only anger him further to know such animals lives within them. He tried his best to not dwell on her words because he doesn't wish to pressure anything out of her.

"I cannot believe what just happened? What is wrong with Eira?". Laith asked shocked at the way she acted, "She looks so different".

He nodded sighing, "There is something very wrong. As I see they all are involved with whatever she went through. What did you know about her?".

"Not much. I know she is a lawyer and best at it". Laith said looking at the files

"She is a lawyer?". He asked taken back

Laith nodded, "She isn't that known but she has a good academic career".

He didn't realise that she could have been a lawyer of all the other thing. How in the world she ended being one? The more he thinks and the more Laith speaks everything seems so wrong. Nothing makes sense.

"That's why I wanted her help because she has lived with their family and she must know something especially with the lawyer ability she can help even more to tackle this man down". Laith said hopefully

"What connection do Eira have with these people?". He asked confused, "She seems intrigued by her presence and she seems to know things that even I don't know".

Laith thought for a moment, "That's true. It all looks weird".

He paces around working with Laith to find something however there were either no information or dead ends. He looks at the time and it was already late for her to stay outside alone. The worries and anxiety start to gather in him with force when he heard the front door opening.

He looks at her to find her stumbling while walking and it takes a second for him to realise. That she is drunk. He moves towards her holding her however she pushes him away moving to their room with a bottle in her hand.

He never saw her drinking in these months they were together. What happen now?

He stayed still for approximately 20 minutes not sure of what to do next while Laith tries to help him. Then he heard the door opening again and Eira walked in angrily heading towards their room.

He immediately follows behind Eira not wanting something more to happen.

She feels someone shaking her violently and all she wants to do is sleep in peace. Is it that hard?.

She opens her eyes looking at Eira fuming face which made her smirk as she pushes her hand away from her shoulder and her finger that were digging in her skin.

"Ah! It's the two-faced bitch". She said laughing dryly closing her eyes

"How could you say that to a child?. Are you human?. Do you know how her parents had been living?". Eira screamed raged and her husband move to her side

She shrugged sleepy, "Why should I care?".

"You never deserved it. You should have died then. You deserve to die. You deserve nothing". Eira yelled

And the dead silence followed.

She opens her eyes holding her alcohol bottle-throwing it against the wall making Eira screech. Her red fury eyes turn towards Eira and she could feel that she regret her words now. Not regret that she said it but the results of her words that will come.

Eira runs towards the door while she tries to catch her.

She turns to look at Laith, "Catch her".

Laith went behind Eira at once and she follows downstairs with a broken piece of alcohol bottle stumbling all the way as Eira words echo through her mind.

You never deserve it.

You deserve to die.

She looks at Eira struggling in Laith's hands and she smirks holding onto her collar throwing her against the wall as she places the broken bottle piece on her neck to stop her movement.

"And you deserve everything? You deserve every single thing after destroying a life?". She asked pushing the broken piece in her skin making it bleed a little, "You know what? I will show you what I truly deserve".

She moves back smashing the broken piece beside her legs.

"I will show all of you your real face". She promised,"Go hide every evidence before I get my hands on it".