![]() As he talked about how nice my father was, he started running his hands on my leg, feeling them up. One night, the electricity was out and the three of us were sitting in the lounge and that’s when it all started. I had a separate room and he and his wife would sleep in another one. After I started living with my mamu and his wife, things were stable at first. ![]() The next few months were to be living hell for me. He was the only family I had left as my father had already disowned my paternal family. He had only gotten married a year back and his wife was expecting. He lived in Multan and was working as a computer operator in a firm. He was young, somewhere around 26-28 years. The worst time of my life started with my family dying and my maternal uncle coming onto the scene.
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