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"Look, woman! Where is your darling daughter? She went chasing after men. Did you know that she is out there ruining our name? How did you raise her? Didn't I advise you to stop spoiling her?"

The woman looked away trying to hide the anger in her eyes. She was angry at the girl for causing this ruckus. She stayed silent listening to her husband reprimand her.

Heinous contempt and prejudice were thrown carelessly. His every word symbolized his feelings towards the only daughter he had. 

The old man had nothing good to say about her. Outside the door, Sidra was struggling to breathe. She had just made it in time to hear the argument going on inside. 

All the worry she had in her heart was gone. In its place was an ugly feeling that threatened to claw at her already bleeding heart. 

She wasn't crying this time. She took every insult directed at her and stored it at the back of her mind. Unlike before, she wasn't shocked by it.