Said's property. Dashkova O.

- You did not tell your daughter?

- What did not say? Dad!

- I take what belongs to me!

A voice echoing around the hall and rings in my ears.

- and will belong until I want !

The man squeezes my hand even more, pulls like a doll, showing everyone who or what belongs to him.

shouts the words in the face. Scary. Wicked. Huge.

- You are now mine!

- But... I...

- You are my property! Said's property!

And I do not believe what is happening.

I am led from my own wedding, and no one does anything.

This is a pitch hell.

But real hell... I had ahead.