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Hatred

Theme: One should get the actual facts right before blindly believing someone and ignoring all the signs of the truth.
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All of it had me bamboozled and the serenity of my very being was absolutely deteriorated. I couldn't for a second believe the words that had come out of his mouth.

"Thomas, please believe me! I beg you. We never wanted this war. I was not the one who killed your little brother. Your father sent him straight into the ambush knowingly. I went their to rescue him. For God's sake believe me! Don't do this!", yelled Nathan, whose younger brother's collar was in one of my hands.

My other raised hand, that had a candlestick in it, was trembling uncontrollably. A small amount of blood was staining the edge of the candlestick with which I had rammed Nathan's younger brother's head for vengeance.

"Your hatred is baseless. Your father wants my family to be dead so that he has no threat of coup d'etat. You know my father and I have no interest in the throne. We just want to live peacefully. Please let us go, I am begging you", screamed Nathan as he struggled against my two companions who were holding him back.

My body started to sweat profusely and my left arm twitched as I felt all the dots connect. The small indications which I had earlier ignored became vivid enough for me to know that what Nathan was yelling was the actual truth.

My chest constricted and i felt myself sway in the darkness of the night. I fell on the bedroom floor right beside Nathan's unconscious younger brother as I felt myself being pulled into the darkness.

With the heart attack seizing my soul, I cursed my father to the depths of hell.

Not only had he made me lose my beloved brother but he also made me hate my loyal best friend.

Tonight's assassination was not of Nathan's younger brother.
Rather it was of me, my pride, my trust and my beliefs.
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