A story of whispers left unspoken, unheard.
"I hate you!" He spat venomously through gritted teeth.
"Feelings are mutual." She replied back, smiled and walked away.
He didn't know who she was talking about...
A short story about her life. And ma...
"I'm so so sorry, I hope you could forgive me." Her whisper was muffled by the beeping sound of the machines as tears rolled down her face. She was lying in a hospital bed.
"If not now then maybe one day. And I hope you understand me and my reasons. But I also wish you never get to know them, for if you get to know about it, you will hate yourself for not being there for me. And I never wanted that." Her broken whisper got lost into the suffocating hospital air. She despised this place but alas, the irony!
This was the place where she first came into the world and this will be the same place where she will be taking her last breath...
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