“Fate fate fate” - those mourning eyelashes were inconsolably screaming “fate”, Tears had left the dragged marks of mascara all over her pretty face – her eyes were blank like never before, cheeks were still very wet; A man had just found out his chivalry, Some music was still playing pretty loud.. They made sure not a salty pinch would find the air… her tears were simply hers, he had just won another about.. “He has to do what he has to do, to keep his Woman in line” –  she nodded her head…… Who said slavery is over!! it’s pretty much legal, She is just next to you.. she is in your bed.. I have never beaten a woman in life.. is it that am I not a man enough….!! I fight people I break noses at time I am quite rough, But, I have never beaten a woman … am I not a man enough?? I looked back at her and said “run… you deserve better” She said “no no.. this was just a rough day.. he generally treats me fair…. “I am fine.. I am happy.. I will take a leap when he crosses the line… right now am just fine”.. She read wonder in my eyes… she said it’s not his fault – “Fate fate fate” - those mourning eyelashes were inconsolably screaming “fate”, I left her doors I knew I was late quite late pretty late ..Very late….