Sandra!!

Owen, the rage finally spent, stood over Amayah, his chest heaving with each ragged breath. His satisfaction was palpable in the stillness of the room, his eyes raking over her battered form with a cruel glint.

With a final, vicious kick, he wrenched his foot away, Amayah's agonized wails reverberating through the air.

Wrapping her hands around her stomach, she crumpled into a ball on the floor, her body wracked with pain.

Owen picked his shisha pot, and with a hiss he opened the door. As Owen left the room, the slam of the door a punctuation mark to his violence, Amayah lay sobbing on the floor, her body wracked with sobs.

Twenty-two years of her life had passed without a man raising his hand to her. Marcus had always treated her like a queen, never once inflicting physical or emotional pain upon her.

The cruel betrayal of Owen's assault was a shattering blow, his viciousness a shock to her system.

Amayah's tears continued to flow, a torrent of grief and pain streaming down her f
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