No One Messes With Mrs. Abhay Singh Raizada

He panicked not finding her on bed. He looked around the room. She was nowhere inside the room. He suddenly heard light sobbing coming out of the bathroom. He hurriedly went towards bathroom and heard her sobbing. Without wasting a moment, he opened the door by breaking the lock. Mrinal was sitting on floor standing under the shower. She was totally wet. Blood was coming from her wounds. And above all she was rubbing her whole body with excess amount of bodywash like a mad person. Abhay's heart broke looking at her condition. ‘Baby??? What are you doing?' He sat near her somehow turning off the shower without getting drenched. He took the bottle of the bodywash from her hand and threw it somewhere in the bathroom. ‘Baby, don't do that baby. You will be sick.' ‘N..ooo Abhi..ii h..hee tri.e.d to t..ouch.. mee, ki…kiss m..e. I fee..l imp..ure an.d d..irty' She sobbed as she rubbed her hands on the arms. She got up as she felt thirsty. And then she remebered what happened. She felt di