She continued to sob into her mother’s chest. Her mother cooed to calm her down.
“You must have dreamt it my dear. No one is here. It’s okay. Dada and chacha are checking all rooms. It was a nightmare, I’ll sleep with you tonight.”, her mom whispered as she held her close.
But it wasn’t a dream. She could still smell the blood between her nails. She couldn’t stop crying.
“No one’s here Ritu. We checked everywhere.”, her father told as he sat down near her. She moved to hug him.
Over his shoulders, her eyes fell on the growing, red stain on her chacha’s right sleeve.
The shock would scar her forever.
Written in response to Daily Prompt : Lust