thrist 2

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Author's P. O. V.

" Yash " Sherlin whispered, he was hugging her for the past hour, she could feel his breath steady but his heartbeat was still fast-paced.

This was certainly not good for his health, he can develop blood pressure this way or heart problems.

" Yash, " she called his name again,

" she left me," Yash said as Sherlin parted herself a little from him just to take a look at his broken self.

The pain in his eyes was evident but what confused her was the anger slowly building up.

She had never seen anger in his eyes for Shayra, didn't really understand him looking at the place they burned her dead body with anger.

" wo ladh sakti thi  ( she could have fought) " Yash said as he parted himself from her and walked towards the ashes.

" Yash " Sherlin could sense the anger radiating off him.

" Wo ladh Sakti this! But no she wanted to leave me, and see she won, she fucking won, " Yash screamed as tears escaped his eyes.

He couldn't shake off the image of her taking his permission to leave, to leave this world.

Her last words to him, her love confession.

" she never loved me, " he said as he started squatting there. He doesn't know why but he just needed to feel his body, his muscles were numb, and he couldn't take it.

" Yash, Yash, you have handled yourself, " Sherlin tried to go near him but his squatting didn't help if she will try she will fall directly on top of him and that's the last thing they want in that mental condition.

" handle? What can I handle? I couldn't handle my wife, I'll handle myself? What a joke!" suddenly chuckles echoed in the whole area, it was quiet, too quiet.

It looked as if he was high on something.

Well, he was high on pain

Pain is a kind-of drug too, a drug people run away from, all their lives they want to avoid this drug but we never accept that we have become addicted to this drug.

Whenever hope flickers, this addiction comes and ruins and it ruined him.

Ruined him for the worst.

" Yash, " her voice quivered as her throat ached.

" she never loved me, she just played and now she left me, she fucking left me, " he kept saying that until a slap landed on his cheeks.

" don't " she showed him her index finger, her long nail was half broken because of the impact of the slap.

Yash looked at her.

" don't insult her love for you if you can't respect her love for you, Yash " he smirked at her with his red eyes.

" she left you for you, you can never understand it " she was about to walk away when Yash held her hand painfully tight.

" What the fuck does that mean? " he growled.

" her disease was incurable and she knew it, you wanted to take her to the world's best doctors just a few hours ago but she knew she couldn't be saved, " Sherlin said as her tear-filled eyes were fixed on him.

" she knew " she whispered as she held his collar.

He looked into her eyes, " she left you, for you, " with that she left him alone in the graveyard.