I don't remember most of my wedding day. I think it was the champagne, I'd never had it before never felt so whoozy. On the bright side I didn't remember our wedding night. I was so scared it was going to hurt. When I woke up and found it was the next morning and that I'd slept well into the afternoon I was surprised.

I stirred in the bed. Atley was pressed up tight against him his arms wrapped around me...He was naked and so was I. I felt ill and achy...my body felt strange...I felt this pressure between my legs.I tried to sit up and I vomited everywhere.

Atley woke up and quickly ran his hands all over me and what I had done, trying to understand what had happened, "EVER...EVER...EVER!"

There was pounding as Dr. Neevis rushed up stairs and into the room, "What's wrong, what is it?"

"She threw up," said Atley.

Dr. Neevis came over to me and he looked me over, turning my head side to side, "How do you feel?"

"Sick," I said weakly.

"I'll run a hot bath and we'll get something in her. I think she's just had too much to drink last night,"

"Are you sure?" said Atley.

"Yes...this can happen." said Dr. Neevis.

He quickly left the room. Atley helped me to sit up. I ached even more..."Ahh,"

"What…

"It hurts,"

"Where,"

"Everywhere but most of all between my legs,"

"I...tried to be gentle,"
I looked down and there was blood, "Atley I'm bleeding,"

"It's okay." he said smoothing out my hair.

"No...it's not it's not my time,"

"It happens when...when we do it the first time there is like this cork that comes out and the blood was behind it,"

"That's gross," I said. "I've always had that..."

"Yes..." he said."But not anymore….its over now. You're my wife now...you're mine,"
"Atley," I said but paused I realized he was right...I...was his….I belonged to Atley. I laid in his arms for a few minutes thinking of what Atley had said. I suppose it made sense. When it was my time it must have been the cork leaking. I smiled wondering if this meant I wouldn't bleed anymore, now that it was all out. I wanted to ask Atley but Dr. Neevis came in a few minutes later.

He lifted me up from the bed. Atley was not far behind. I wasn't too excited to be naked in front of them both but I felt too sick to care. Dr. Neevis put me in the bath and the hot water did make me feel better. He even put a cool cloth on my forehead. Atley stayed by my side splashing the water around. "Are you feeling better, now"

"Yes," I said.

"I love you," he said, "Last night was amazing,"

"Was it." I said..

"Yes I want to do it again,"

"You should let her rest," said Dr. Neevis.

"But she's my wife now"

"Give her bod a day or so to adjust," said Dr. Neevis.

Atley pouted, "But then I can right, do it again,"

"Yes," he chuckled."Enjoy it that much,"

"Its better then. Anything I've ever...ever felt."

"It's okay," said Dr. Neevis.

"No way," said Atley, "It was the best...the best Ever."

"What are you talking about?" I said confused,

"Shh," said Dr. Neevis, "Just rest."

I closed my eyes and dozzed a little bit. When it was time to get out. Dr. Neevis started to dry me off but Atley wanted to do it. He wanted to carry me back but Dr. Neevis insisted it wasn't safe. Dr. Neevis brought me back to bed and set me up with some pillow. Atley sat next me and we had a tray of food set up for us. Atley was so happy he hummed as he ate. I felt better after I ate but sore...my body still ached and it hurt to walk.

The next day it was better but Atley wanted to do it again...I didn't know what to do...I was so nervous. He told me to just lay still and he'd do everything. It hurt but it wasn't unbearable I guess, Ately really seemed to like it..I just felt strange.

He kept wanting to do it after that. I told him I didn't want to but he insisted. He did it again and again and after a while I didn't feel much. I guess I could accept this. It was still weird though how he made all sort of sounds and I kept thinking I should be doing something. All week long he wanted to touch me, to hold me and do it whenever I'd let him. Sometimes I'd wake up to him trying to do it.

I didn't like that I told him not to do it, when I was asleep he said he wouldn't but when I fell asleep he was back at it. It was like it was all he wanted to do now. Dr. Neevis told him to rest after a few days. I was so gratful, I was able to get dressed and listen to music on the couch. Atley pouted for a while but eventually listened to music with me. However after a few minutes he started touching me again. It was like he couldn't be near me and not touch me.

I didn't like it but now that I was his wife, it was not like I could stop him right? I wanted to talk to my mother. I wanted to ask if if I could say no. Did she ever say no to father and did they do it this much...was it normal too? Why had I never caught them? Maybe...that was why they locked their bedroom door at night. So many things I didn't know about I suddenly understood.

When my mother came by to visit us over a week later. I was so happy but Atley didn't let her come in. He told Dr. Neevis to send her and everyone else that came for that matter away. He decided he didn't want to share me after all. They would still get their money but I was his now and they needed to accept that.

His mother barely left her room. I almost forgot she was there at times. I felt… strange… a lot… like I was there but not really. Like I was standing outside a window looking in at what was happening. I started to hide around the house, anything to get some peace and space. Atley nearly threw a tantrum when he couldn't find me. Dr. Neevis made me an ankle braclet of bells that why Atley would always know where I was. Atley loved it but now I...couldn't hide.

One morning I carefully snuck out of bed, without the bells on before Atley had woke and hid in the garden. I figured it would take him some time to come out here. I walked around in my robe enjoyed the sounds of nature and fresh air. I heard some rustling and thought it was Atley. "Not right now Atley give me some space," I said. "I need my sp-"

I turned but it wasn't Atley it was

…

…

…

Chuckie

He looked at me and I looked at him. For the longest time we were both frozen. I didn't move... I didn't speak I just stared. Eventually, I rubbed my eyes like maybe I was dreaming this, like maybe I was imagining it all.

"Amina…." he said quietly "I love you."

I trembled and before I knew it, we were in each others arms. I ran my fingers through his hair and demanded to know, "How...HOW... what are you doing here?"

"I...I thought...I thought I could stay away...that I could give you up but I can not I….I...I don't care what it costs...I...I.. know you're married but I love you...I love you Amina."

I put my finger to his lips even as my heart swelled with such glee. My lips moved opening and closing. I knew...I knew...what I wanted to say more then anything...what I longed to tell him. I had dreamed of this moment...hoped for one last chance to tell him how I really felt but I...I...in this moment I knew...if...I said it… if I said it aloud...it would be real and once wouldn't be enough.

I'd want to say it to him each and everyday in every way...and I knew I couldn't….I wouldn't be able to...I...I had made a vow...and a vow...was… a vow. I closed my eyes and turned my head away from him and I said, I said what I should say...what I had to say "I...I can't...I can't I can't…I'm married I'm married and this...I can't

"I know," he said grasping hold of my arms, "I know but I love you, Amina"

I trembled and started to hyper ventilate this this wasn't happening. He couldn't be here...he he couldn't...we couldn't be doing this. I wanted so badly to open my eyes to look at him... to get lost in his gaze...to bury myself in his arms but I...I took hold of myself and with as much strength as I could muster I pushed him from my arms. I knew this every second of this bliss was wrong. A betrayal to Atley...to my husband.

"Amina." said Chuckie his arms reaching out for me. "Tell...me...tell me you love me and I don't care whatever happens, we'll find a way to be together.

"I don't." I said coldly. " I don't love you. You….you need to go..." I felt my heart pounding in my chest I was afraid...I was sooo afraid not of Atley, not of someone seeing us but afraid that I would crumble that I would tell Chuckie how he made me feel...How when he touched me I would light up all over and just being near him was...was...more then I could...I couldn't if he knew I felt as he felt... we'd never be able to part.

"Look at me..." he said..."Look at me Amina..."

I turned and looked at him, he searched out my eyes, stared deeply into me... I saw the longing… the pain... the heart ache."I'm sorry," he said looking away "I thought….I...I don't know what I thought...this...this was mistake."he said, running his hands through his hair.

He turned and I just needed him to go to let him walk away.

"I'll never bother you again…." he said coldly.

I fell to my knees...fell to my knees hard and I wanted to scream. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs...but I didn't, I held my tongue, I forced myself to think of anything else. I thought of my mother...my father, my brothers my sisters...of Chuckie's mother….or his sisters and even of Chuckie...and then of Atley…Atley…all he ever did was love me...all he ever did was care...and I...I couldn't…I wouldn't hurt him. I thought of Dr. Neevis what he had said. I made him happy, he gave me and my family everything and all he asked all he wanted in return...was for me to stay, to be his-

I lifted my head Chuckie was still here. He'd paused with his back to me like he wanted to give me a chance...a chance...to tell him to stop him but I held myself...held my tongue. He hung his head after a minute and then he took off he climbed the iron fence and jumped it before I knew it...he my love was gone...again.

I whimpered madly, knowing he wouldn't come back not a second time. I fell back on my but in the garden for the longest time...I tried to tell myself it wasn't real that I had dreamed it up because I couldn't bear...the thought that he'd come back for me...and I couldn't believe I was strong enough to let Chuckie go...but I was...I'd done what I had to do. I had chosen to stay. I had chosen Atley...

I swallowed and got up. I went to the iron gate and wrapped my hands around the bars. I looked to see if I could see any sign of Chuckie but I couldn't. I sniffled and smiled to myself. I wandered into the house knowing Atley would be up soon...I...I didn't want him to know what had happened. I was afraid of what he might do.

When I got inside Mrs. Kessle was there, she smiled at me, "I just woke up and made some tea…want some.

"Huh..."I said still in my daze.

"Want some tea. I just woke up and thought tea would be nice. You look tired."

"I am." I said. "I really am,"

"Well tea will make you feel good," she said taking my arm. She guided me into the living room.

"I guess," I said sitting down. She poured me a cup and then herself. I took a sip but it was bitter. I didn't want to be rude so I swallowed it.

"My mother used to make me tea...out of this very same pot," she said. She had a smile plastered on her face.

I thought it was weird. I drank some more glancing at her. I tried to gauge her mood. I wondered if she had seen Chucki and I just now. I doubted it knowing Mrs. Kessle if she had seen us she would have done something, if not said something.

"Family, she used to tell me blood is the most important thing," she lifted her cup but didn't drink she just looked at me and said, "Don't you agree, Amina"

"I do," I said.

"Drink up," she said.

"It's a bit bitter," I admitted.

"Then add some sugar, child" she said. She set her tea cup down and pushed the sugar to me.

"Right," I said. I leaned forward and put two spoons of sugar in.

"Not too much now," she said.

I nodded, then stirred it. I took another sip it still tasted...I don't know I wondered what tea this was. I put in another spoonful and it wasn't so bad now I guess.

"Better,"

"Yes," I said,

"Good...good." her expression was strange she stared at me, froze for a second and then went on "Where was I.

"Family is important," I said, showing her I was listening, even if my mind was elsewhere.

"Yes! Yes," she said clasping her hands, "I loved my mother and she loved me. She never got to see me get married but I think she would have liked Julis… Julis that is Atley's father, did you know that?"

"No," I said.

"Do you want more tea?" she asked.

"No I'm still finishing this," I said finding it odd she was so obsessed with the tea. "I took another sip.

"Alright," she said. "Well Julis, he became my entire world...I didn't think I could love anything more but when Atley was born, I really understood what my mother meant by blood being the most important thing. Oh my heart I never knew such a greater love then my Atley. He was so small... ill...we...we didn't know what was wrong with him. Had a horrible horrible rash...his skin was all blotchy. We put all sorts of creams on him...had to cover him in bandages. I saw a doctor about his eyes. They were so pretty but well you know...not right. We learned he was blind. Oh Julis was devastated. I think...I think he couldn't accept it. He wanted to send Atley away...try again...like I could just throw my own flesh my blood away"

"Oh...I didn't know that." I said. I thought that must have been hard.

"No one does...well no one alive...anymore. I never wanted Atley to know he wasn't wanted by his father. My father you see he didn't want me either...he didn't understand blood but my mother did and she loved me sooo much. There wasn't anything she wouldn't do for me"

"That's nice," I said. I felt strange, my throat was tight or dry...I don't-

"But as I said I didn't send him away. No Atley...Atley was mine and once your heart is set on something...you...you don't let it go but I think...I think Atley will be able...to."

"Hmm," I said running my hand over my throat my stomach hurt...and I just didn't feel right.

"Oh I think he'll be able to let you go...when you are gone."

"Am I going somewhere," I said confused, had I missed something?

"I thought so just now...with that young gentlemen….Chuckie is it.

My heart sunk, she had saw…

"Honestly I was surprised you didn't go with him... but now I know what had you staring off during the wedding. I thought you kept looking for something...someone. I've known you never cared for my son...I knew it was all about the money... I thought...as long as you married him...and did right by him...I could allow it since you made him so so happy but…I can not... Seeing you just now with that young gentleman. I could see I could see...another will always have your heart...Well that isn't fair...not to my Atley. Not for my precious. He deserves everything in this world...I can give him and more"

I tried to speak to explain myself but suddenly found myself faint.

"He deserves to be loved...TRULY LOVED AND I CAN SEE NOW ONLY I CAN LOVE HIM. That is what I told his father... when I poisoned him too," she said. She let out a little laugh.

I dropped the tea cup on the floor realizing what she'd just done to me. I cried out screamed stumbling to the floor. I felt sick my stomach, my skin started to boil, my throat burned.

Mrs. Kessle just sat there pleasatnly hummming….humming waiting for me to die. I wouldn’t go quiet...I mustered a weak scream….I screamed for my dear life as pain rippled through me. I felt like my insides were burnig. I convulsed on the floor but there was nothing I could do...nothing that could be done... Suddenly someones...feet appeared before me….I closed my eyes and felt myself lift offf the ground.

I felt something in my throat it hurt it hurt. I fought against it as hands held me down...I felt sick I felt like my insides were spilling out of me as someone turned me I expelled and expelled until I passing out.

I heard shouting, screaming….screaming but it wasn’t me...I wasn’t screaming.

Silence

I heard more screaming, “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! SHE WAS YOUR MOTH-”

Silence

Feverish dreams twisted...into nightmares...I felt like I was falling endlessly...endlessly… tossing turning. I was suddenly running through a maze a garden. I turned right I turned left I was so lost...I was sooo lost but someone caught me held me tightly in their arms and someone tearfully whisperd, “I’ll never let you go….you’re mine...you hear me...mine...”

My throat burned...I felt pain all over...Someone forced me to drink...to eat...they made me. It hurt...light...sounds...everything hurt...I sweated and sweated...I wanted to die...I wanted to live...I felt like I was a piece of bacon on the grill. My mother cooked she smiled...Hasley...he was going to take my bacon. He stuck his tongue out at me...Hasley….no….he was going….he was gone

It was my turn to bat...my turn…I kept trying to hit the ball it came at me and I swallowed it...it bounced all around in my stomach and I puked everywhere.
“She has to keep something down…”
“Come on...come on Amina,”
I struggled as hand held me down and liqud poured down my throat. I came back up and up but more liquid kept being put back in.

People were shouting
“Why can’t I see Amina...I want to see Amina,” I knew that voice it was my mother…
“AMINA...AMINA,” she was calling for me. I stired.
I heard a chair move and then had footsteps a door opened..
“WHAT IS GOING ON DOWN THERE!”
“WE DEMAND TO SEE OUR DAUGHTER,” my father...he was shouting.
“SHE DOESN’T WANT TO SEE YOU!
“I DON’T BELIVE YOU!”shouted my mother. “LET GO OF ME!”
“TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF MY WIFE,”
“Uhh, AMINA AMINA”

Blue yellow red green...Blue Yellow red green...Blue yellow red gree….There were marble no gumballs mmm everywhere...”Blue yellow red...green,”
“What’s that she’s saying...”
“She’s just talking nonsense,”
“Amina...Amina,”
“Let her rest Atley,”

“Amina,” Chuckie called
“What,” I said.
“You’ve got a big but,”
“Do not…”
“Do too..”
“Ooo I’m gonna get you,”
I chased after Chuckie.
“Amina,” Chuckie shook me. “Amina wake up! Look at me...Amina.”
It was dark...Chuckie was there...in my room. “You came back...”
“Of course I came back...” he said...”You’re stuborn...you’ve always been stuborn...but so am I..”

“Amina, “he said, “Amina,” I open my eyes again. “What did they do to you.”
Someone...he lifted me up, “I’m getting you out of here,”
“Where do you think you’re going”
“DON’T LET HIM TAKE HER….DON’T LET HIM TAKE MY AMINA,”

I was flying moving all over no I was….I fell and cried out as I hit the cold hard floor...there was an earth quake...no feet...so many feet shuffling on the floor. The floor shook someone fell to the floor...It was Chukie.
He struggled “AMINA….AMINA”
I opened my eyes...closed my eyes...and he was gone
“Amina...amina...” hands fell over me. Atley pulled me in.

Someone held me tight...too tightly. I could barely breathe.
I heard crying “Please...Amina...wake up! Come back to me. Come back to me…Please...please...I wont...I wont let anyone take you away from me…ever again… PLEASE...PLEASE AMINA...PLEASE...PLEASE..PLEASE...PLEAAASSE.”
“It’s okay now...Let her go Atley...Let her go, you’re hurting her...”
“NO...NO...I WONT...I WONT LET HER GO...SHE’S MINE...MINE! I WONT LET ANYONE TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME!”
“I wont either….Gently....hold her...gently….there… there that’s better...”
That was better...

Suddenly I was in a bright sunny meadow. There were so many flowers...so many as far as the eye I could see.
“This is where we are going to bury Hasley,” said my mother. She’d been crying but now she was happy.
“There are so many flowers,” I said. “He’ll love it,”
I could smell them...so many flowers. I could smell them. I opened my eyes seeing flowers on a vase on the night stand next to me. I reached out... reached for them, the vase they were in fell...it shattered, “AMINA! AMINA!”
“STAY IN BED ATLEY! THERE IS GLASS ALL OVER THE FLOOR!”

“And there was a man with a crooked smile...he tipped his hat to the black cat. He would return another day with another smile...”
Someone was reading to me….someone was there. I felt nice warm...there was a fire going. I opened my eyes and saw Atley, pouring his hands over a book. I opened my throat but the sounds they barely came out…my throat hurt to much. I wanted water..”Wat..er”
“Amina…”Atley called rushing to me.
He squeezed my hand...I squeezed it back, “Amina….I’m here. Amina I’ll never leave your side,”
I smiled Atley he loved me...he wouldn’t leave me…
“EVER! WATER...SHE WANTS WATER!” said Atley.

“Open wide Amina,” I opened my mouth sleeplily. I felt the food go in, it still hurt going down. I spit it out I didn’t want it. A hand wiped my chin “Now now...you have to eat...you want to get better you have to eat.” I felt the spoon hit my nose and then my mouth. A hand covered my mouth until I swallowed the food.
“That’s it Amina...good...now again open wide,” I felt the spoon move, it hit my lip and then adjusted going into my mouth. This time I swallowed on my own, without the hand covering my mouth.
“There we go,” I opened my eyes to see Atley, “Now some water,”
He moved the glass and Dr. Neevis help him put it to my mouth. I painfully drank…everything was so hard. I felt so weak so tired but Atley took care of me... He brushed my hair fed me, changed my clothes...gave me a bath. He read to me until I fell asleep. I knew what it was to..to want to...to need someone, to depend on them to take care of you.

Sometimes I’d wake and no one was there I’d cry out and Atley would come. It made me so happy. “Atley don’t leave me…”
“I wont not ever,” he assured. He ran his hand over my forehead and kissed my lips. He caressed my cheek. I smiled him. I needed him I needed him...I loved him. I love him.
“I love you Atley”
“I love you Amina.”
He moved to a chair with a book but held my hand as he moved one hand across the book, “In a forest, beyond a meadow you will find a lake and a small cottage...”

I don't know when I started feeling better. When I could stay awake for longer then a few minutes at a time but little by little each day I recovered. When I could finally understand. I learned that Mrs. Kessle had lost her mind and poisoned me. Thankfully Atley had heard what she was doing. He acted quickly and because he had, he and Dr. Neevis were able to save my life.

Apparently his mother had also posioned his father but he wasn't as lucky as me. I asked about Mrs. Kessle...what had been done about her. Atley said she couldn't hurt me or anyone else anymore. He said she'd poisoned herself as well. I couldn't remember her drinking the tea that day but most of it was a blur or felt like a dream. I think I even dreamed of Chuckie in the garden...or in the bedroom. It was weird I could only recall scattered bits and pieces.

I tried not to think about it…the whole...event was horrific...I...I couldn't believe she she had tried to kill me...I knew she hated me but at one point I thought...I thought we were getting along. Atley told me he had buried in the family plot and that Madaline was so distraught by what his mother had done that she quit and went back home to be with her family.

Now it was just the three of us in this big house. Atley and Dr. Neevis continued to care for me. When I was feeling better.I began to walk around. I did chores around the house...listened to music and read books. Atley was always near, he was so protective. So aware of my every need. Even when he'd work on the family buisness, did his exercises and played chess with Dr. Neevis we were always in the same room. He was always eager to help me with anything I might need or want.

Sometimes I'd listen to him play the violin in the afternoons...he'd gotten so good. He started to teach me the piano again. I really took to it this time. We had all the time in the word...to play. Sometimes we would even stay up late into the night. I began to play the piano, while he played his violin. I still had a long way to go but Dr. Neevis would applaud us.

We started doing it every day again...I didn't want to at first but Atley had...had done so much for me...had stayed by my side. It was the least I could do. He liked to do it a lot, sometimes too much, he'd get really into and and sometimes he'd get too rough. I began to feel a little stir crazy after a while.

One day I tried to go out on my own to get some space but found the front gate had a chain around it… I also found the fence was now twelve feet high around the entire estate. I wondered why. When Atley found me I asked him about it and he told me a dangerous animal had wandered onto the propery while I was sick, I asked him what kind of animal it was and if anyone had gotten hurt. He told me not to worry about it that but Dr. Neevis had taken care of it. Still to be safe they locked the gate and extended the fence. Atley said he didn't want anything else unwanted getting in.

I started to miss my family more and more and wondered why they hadn't visited the entire time I was sick. I asked Dr. Neevis to give them a message, when he went out to pay bills and get groceries. He said he would but they never came to visit. He said they were just busy with the new house and everything…

Dr. Neevis said he also worried about me having a relapse…too much company right now might overwhelm me. He said the posion had weakend me and some things might never be the same, it was best to rest.

For an entire month I took it easy but told Atley I wanted...needed to see my family. I could see how worried Atley go. He was worried I still might not be well enough I pleaded with him to let me see them...after a few days he said he would make arragnements for just my mother to come to the house.

I was so excited, I cleaned the house and made a cake for her visits...however that night, I started feeling tired...I was so tired I passed out in the kitchen and slept through my mothers visit. Atley said my mother had stayed for a few hours and liked the cake. He told me she was worried about me and just wanted me to focus on getting better.

Dr. Neevis said this was the relapse he was talking about. He said the poison had indeed damaged me somehow and I would need to start taking medicine, everyday. Some days were harder than others. There were days I felt fine and then...days I felt like I was always in a fog, days I couldn't hold on to a single thought, days I couldn't remember at all and days I slept though completely.

It...it wasn't so bad at first but then it happened more and more. Sometimes I...I felt like I was losing my mind. I couldn't remember what day it was. Atley would tell me, my family had visited but for the life of me I couldn't remember any of it. He'd give me gifts and drawings they had left for me. I'd hang them up around the house on my good days.

I began to have fewer good days then bad. I was afraid it might always be like this sometimes I'd cry but Atley was amazing, he was always there for me...always by my side, watching over me. He'd make sure I was safe, taken care of and would even help remind me to take my medicine even when I already thought I had…

I...I tried to keep track on my own...tried to write myself little notes...but they...they didn’t always make sense. One day I saw a note that said. “Don’t take your medicine...”
“Did that mean I didn’t take it...”I showed it to Dr. Neevis and he wanted to see all my notes so he could make sense of them.

Atley he was so nice...he took care of me he would even help me...to take my medcine even when I already thought I had. I tried to keep track on my own...tried to write myself little notes but I couldn’t find a pen...or paper…

I...I tried to keep track of my pills on my own...but I…

It tried to….to…

"Hmmm,"

"What is it...Amina," asked Ately as he was reading next to me in bed.

"I...I think I forgot something?" I said staring off into space.

"What," he said.

"Well if I rememberd I'd know," I chuckled.

He leaned over in bed and kissed the top of my head"Don't worry about it," said Atley. "If it's important I'll remind you,"

"mmm," I said.

"Speaking of which...it's time for you medicine,"

"It is?"

"Yes."

"I...I...can't remember when I last took it,"

"Don't worry," he said, "I got you."

He handed me the pill and I took it, without a second thought. He continued reading for a few minutes and I started to feel funny. I guess, I was tired...I was in bed, it was night or was it day? There was light coming in through the window, shouldn't I be getting up or had the sun not set yet. I wanted to check but I felt so heavy I...I felt so so tired.

Atley set his book down and then moved closer to me...I was sitting up, he helped me to lay down. He moved me to the cent of the bed and then ran his hans over my nightdress he began to unbutton it. I felt his hand touch my breast he squeezed it…

I wanted to ask him what time it was but I...I couldn't….I felt him squeeze my breast...He leaned in closer kissing my shoulder my neck. I...I...wanted to…to what...I...I...I..felt...sick...I…I whimpered.

"Shhh," he said between kisses."I got you...I got you..."he kissed me opening my nightdress more and more. He moved his kisses lower. I couldnt' keep my eyes open. He ran his fingers over them a second later as if to check then rested his head on my chest. "Don't worry," he said, "I'll always take care you, my Amina….Amina...Amina...You're mine….mine…"