I look around the place and this place is so small , small to the size of my master bedroom
I look at the family photo on the table ,she looks adorable
"What are you doing?"i turn towards her
"How old were you?" I ask her showing the photo
"I guess two or three " she stared at the picture
"You miss them ?"
after a long pause she looks up to me
her eyes battling not to shed tears
"You talk to them often?" I ask her
she nods no and look away
"What happened?" I have never seen her this hurt , I want to know more about her , her family. She as never mentioned once about them .
"According to them I'm dead " she wipes the tears rolling down
i hug her , she falls on me
i hold her
she sobs in my arm and if i can do anything to reduce her pain .I will
"The place i came from was a Male dominated. Girls were meant to be at home but i wanted have a career for myself but my father denied it ." she's crying hard , I rub her back calming her down