A Thousand Splendid Suns Part 9
A man had come, Tariq
Laila's sweetheart from another time
Aziza's father
Aziza a harami like me
Zalmai told Rasheed at the table
A tornado is released on the household
Zalmai is taken upstairs
The belt came down on Laila
Terror
Blood
Screams
I tried to get him off her
No
Choking her
Her face started to turn blue
She grew weaker
I fought
He ignored me
Murder on his face
I ran
The shovel!
Rasheed!
His face
The shovel
Laila's breath
His silence
My freedom
My demise
Zalmai's sorrow
Life
Death
Fate
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