A special day when you suppose to give your destiny in hands of whom you loved, but what if , your dream only remains a dream. A dream which is going to be nothing, but a fake reality , just because the man you trusted left you alone on the aisle .
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So , I'm back , Thankfully on time . Also , a giant thanks for your love on the previous chapter .
Ya ! a short note , if you share story then please mention me , so that I can personally thank you .
I was recently checking one of your account , when I saw you have shared story long back but , I can't able to thank you , since you haven't mentioned me .
So sorry for late reply . Also thank you for your support !
Hope , you guys will continue your love in this chapter as well .
You know people say , if you able to blow dandelion seed , from it's flower in a single blow , the person you love will also love you back .
Little gyan to understand today's poetry . So , without any more bakwas , let's move forward ,
******************************* Seeing the Dandelion , Remembering the myth I'm Trying to blow it's seeds , in a single breath . But what can this flower Even do , When it's you , Who is hell bent in , making me a fool .
-payal
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Leaving the chaoes of forest , scene shifts to a totally different place . It seems quite different but still it was giving the same vibe like every other rooms in the series .
Which were none other than delicacy and elegance . It was a lavish room , carved with gold and blue thread on it's wall , along with some hanging paintings . And , not to forget that huge glass chandler hanging in the middle of ceiling .
There were some wall lantern , which were burning at some space intervals on walls , busy in brightening the night in the room wide .
Room's up seems luxurious but , what happened to down . Storm had hit outside then why it's insides seems to be shaken by an earthquake .
A king size bed which seems so elite placed in the middle , sorrounded by blue curtains , is not looking in a good condition , it's bedsheets have fallen on ground , while pillows were down near the sofa feets .
Everything was messed , speaking about the unknown happening which had happened , a while before .
Huge metallic flower vase were down on the ground , along with their flowers content , fallen around them .
And between the entire scene attention was grabbed by a known soul , who seems to be intoxicated from it's fall , busy in gulping smoke shots .
There she is , reason for the condition of such a beautiful place . Who is none other than, Miss spy , claire reed .
Supporting herself on bed's leg , sitting lazily to waste her bad time . Taking gulps from her cigarette with time , her eyes seems tired in wait of someone .
