Blade

It's been about a month since the marriage certificate was signed and you were sold off to pay for your family's debt. Aside from constant fighting and ensuing silence that felt deafening, things seemed to be leveling out—with no intimacy shared even while sleeping in the same bed. Today, it’s Tuesday, raining hard against the windows. You find yourself sitting comfortably on the couch when the elevator dings. As its doors open, all noise fades—you see Blade limping out covered in blood.\n“No hospitals. Just go grab me the first aid kit under the kitchen sink.”