Anissa sniffed and wiped her tears off as she inspected her right shoulder. It was swollen and red. Already her previous wounds hadn't properly healed that he gave her a new one.
What a savage! That bastard! She was furious. She couldn't believe she got subjected to such brutality. And over what? For disobeying him? Or was it for spitting at him? She couldn't be sure.
She inspected the joint further, relieved to know there wasn't any tearing or bruising. The swelling indicated muscles spasm and stretch and the dull pain indicating inflammation and no nerve compression.
He literally dislocated my arm. I never knew it would hurt so badly. Oh I hate him so much. And she truly felt a burning passion of hate for Shehryaar. She had never hated anyone in her life, not even Sherjeel yet here she was, feeling hate towards Shehryaar surge through her body.