Scarred Loyalties: A Friend's Betrayal

Wasn't That Enough?

She woke up very early this morning. Actually, she didn't wake up. She was lying on the bed the whole night. There was no trace of sleep in her eyes. Whenever she tried to sleep, her hand or sometimes her heart reminded her of the pain she had today. The pain of betrayal She looks at her hand and then at her wallpaper. She is besotted with her wallpaper. Of course, it's her favourite photo of Haseena. Her first good photo with her She asked for this selfie with great courage. She thought Haseena would deny taking a picture with her, but to her surprise, Haseena, with an admirable smile, comes beside her and asks her to give a pouting pose for the selfie.

That's the first time they were quite colloquial with each other. But now, she is looking at the picture with loathing. She feels disgusted, "how did this elegant face of hers fool me to this extent?", "why did you do this to me? I trusted you, I always trusted you, protected you, but every time you leave me in this situation, where I have to fight with myself, for my decision to love you, admire you, and most importantly, count on you?" Be it Mission Behrupiya or that writer's case, you always leave me alone! And I don't even dare face you and tell you that these things kill me from the inside. You are the reason I left my bhaukaal, you are the reason I left my very own lifestyle. Many people, even Lalla, tried to change me, but all of them weakened in front of my intransigence. I improved myself for you, and this is what I got in return?

This bullet! You must have shot it in my arm, but you know where it went? It went inside my spirit. And that's fatal. Pretty fatal, Miss Mallik. Yup, I lost my Haseena a long time back. And yesterday I lost that little bit of hope too. Thanks to you. You again made me believe that the word "trust" is just a myth. Nothing is true in that. Nothing. I don't know how to stop moaning over you. I don't know how I will rescue myself from this anguish. And you know what is damaging me more, that I didn't discern anything in your eyes when you turned again to hit me. That's killing me from the inside because I never predicted it from you. Never. And today I am going to do something uncertain. That is to eliminate you from my vitality. Trust me, it will be very arduous for me, but I profess that I will never let you or someone else enter my heart again.