When the sun rays become unable to resist, telling him that it's finally time to wake up, he opened his eyes.
Eyes burning and with a splitting headache, he tried to concentrate on his surroundings.
But those black and grey decorations of the wall couldn't match the ocean blue colours of his room. The unexpected calmness and missing the warmth of his room hit him instantly.
"Where am I?" He thought panicking.
"Did somebody kidnapped me?"
"Anurag! Who told you to be this genius? Somebody stole you now from your ma!" For the first time in his life, he scolded himself for being a genius.
Ignoring the pain in his head, he got up, almost tripping. and that's when he looked at the room more carefully.
The picture on the table beside his bed. Was that him? He asked himself. But when he took that photo? Walls covering with various frames all was his. Some were his alone or some with other unfamiliar faces.
Anurag's heart thumped. Who were they? What was he doing there? All those questions confusing him like war. His head spinning and as he about to fall somebody opened the door.
"Manik!" It was a woman. Anurag regained his balance and stand still gripping the bedside table tightly.
"Your coffee," Nyonika said with a smile.
Anurag scrunched his brows in confusion.
Who is she?
"What happened, Manu? Why are you sweating?"
Anurag was too dazed to notice. What is she saying wasn't his concern anymore. Her mere presence was making him suffocated. His eyes watered without his permission.
Nyonika's heart pricked watching her baby in tears. She without saying anything hugged him tightly.
"It's okay! I know you went out last night despite your dad's protest. But don't worry. I will talk to him. He won't be mad at you. Don't cry now!"
Nyonika was whispering sweetly in his ears. But Anurag couldn't stop his tears from coming out. His heart, as if recognized the warmth making it beat at an abnormal pace. He couldn't breathe anymore. He just wants to go home.
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Anurag somehow made it out of the house and ran away for his own home. As he somehow breaks through the backyard of the house, his breath hitched again. His brain freeze with the only thought in his mind, was there a mirror in front?
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TWINS ~A Journey Of Two Souls~
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