Craving For Her

Eva's Pov

My mother abandoned me when I was young; she went with another man while my grandma adopted me; I am now eighteen. Life has been so unfair to me when my grandma died and she left nothing to me. My aunt Amelia sent me back to other relatives so that I could attend college, but it's okay. I'm used to it.

Then, my uncle Tobias, my mother's brother, took me to his home because he stated he was seeking a housekeeper and would pay me a monthly salary to assist with my studies.

Initially, his behavior was decent, but he changed when he shut me in my room, and I feel so anxious, even though my anxiety is growing at that time. I break the little window to escape and even my feet got wounded when I tried to escape barefoot. The place where my uncle lived was far from the neighbors so I need to run for a kilometer to look for help but my uncle Tobias chase me and grabbed my legs so that I cannot ask for help.

He tore my dress, and I screamed for help. I even kicked his legs just to get away from him.

Then when I was already in the street, my aunt arrived.

"Eva?! what happen to you'!"

"Auntie, help me! Uncle tried to rape me!" I stated while holding her, to which she pushed me away and responded, "Are you sure?! Get away from here! Your uncle cannot abuse you like that!"

Then, uncle Tobias sneered at me, which sickened me, and even my aunt didn't believe me, so she kicked me out of their house and said, "You're not welcome here. from now on, you must live independently! You will no longer receive help since you are a liar, whore!"

I cannot do anything if my aunt does not believe me, so I bring my backpack across the street. It is night and raining outside. I began sobbing, feeling like everyone was abandoning me.

My heart feels so heavy, and now my throat is even dry from constant crying. When I returned to my grandmother's place, I observed someone waiting for me on the balcony.

"Mom?"

She extended her arms wide while waiting for me, and I felt as though God had sent someone to alleviate my suffering. My mother was also crying as she embraced me while I ran towards her and embraced her.

"Mom, you're back!"

"Yes, and I'm come to take you with me!" she exclaimed joyfully. As she led me inside, I noticed an elderly gentleman with a beard and black eyeglasses. He was wearing a black suit and greeted me with a friendly smile.

"Mom, who is that gentleman?"

My mother took my hand and said, "He is my husband."