Scarred Love

From the back cover

BLURB

Loud cheers and applause rang on the air. Agnes smiled widely and hugged her husband’s arm in joy.

It was their wedding day, and she was so happy that she can barely contain it. Perhaps it was the feeling called above the clouds?

She looked up, wanting to see the happiness in her husband’s, Leon, eyes. He was also smiling, but what contained his eyes and barely obvious intent hidden behind his smile made Agnes shudder as fear slowly showed its way inside her whole body. Her smile faded.

Her husband was smiling. He was smiling with joy, not because he was happy with the wedding- he was smiling like a beast who has their prey on his foot-

[CLANG!]

Before Agnes knew it, the shouts of happiness were replaced by cries of despair. The claps and applause was replaced by hurtful sounds of slaps. The colorful, bright and joyous venue was replaced by dark, damp and scary room.

Agnes just saw her pathetic self on the corner of that room; she was still and was looking at nowhere. She remained motionless, but in her mind, she was trembling in fear and helplessly crying in despair;

“Please help me out from here!”