PART 1

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The large hand of the clock sticked on the digit 12 as the small hand itself followed him without a doubt, sticking with each other and indicating that the breeze cold winter morning has went away and the slight sunny noon has came up. 

Small dust along with dark rusted iron metal was stuck upon the small grilled window made years ago on the high wall of the dirty room. Painted in colour black, it almost made it disappear in the pit of darkness the room carries.

The gaps between the grills made small illusion around its area of light sun rays which were willing to come inside but not enough to make the gloomy room lively and brighten.

The wooden smell of the almost rusting room left him breathless yet he took a shaky breath to provide the oxygen to his restless lungs. Air so dark that it could make any happy living being unconscious due to dusty atmosphere or the fear of nyctophobia 

The fragile soft hands grasped the same iron grill in a tight grip with shaking hands. He was tired, hungry, frustrated, helpless, lonely and most importantly hurt.

His small wounds caused by mosquitos and the scratches  were hurting. His hands were injured yet it didn't stoped him from gripping the small window and inhaling some fresh air coming from outside.

The orbs travelled in one' eighty degree to take a look outside. The chirping of birds which he could hear hours ago went silent. The birds flew off long ago in search of food, freely.

Can he flew off like them too?

He asked himself in mind but no answer came. 

The fresh air collided with the dusty railing and the impact made the dust to collide his eyes making them more teary then they already were. He closed his eyes shut and hissed internally.

Letting go from the grasp, he carefully placed his pinkish white legs on the lewd dirty ground without halting. Hearing some noise his legs took him to the long wooden door located in front of the small room.

The door has little space left from both upper and lower side from where he manage to see outside. Tiredly yet determinedly he took the wooden chair from the room and placed it right in front of the door.

Standing up on the chair carefully he grasped the upper side of the door and peaked his mesmerizing glossy red doe eye outside.

As the dirty intolerable room was located on the top floor of the mension he could see the ground floor and the hall along with the combined kitchen from the small space.

His heartbeat got uneven when his orbs landed on the dining table where his husband was leaning closer to the another women who was blushing while his husband was smirking and gripping her waist.

She was beautiful.

So beautiful. Her mesmerizingly long, dark wavy hairs reached till her waist, covering her exposed back. The small front locks fall prettily on her eyes which his husband tucked behind her ears effortlessly.

Her siren eyes were locked with his husband's foxy one. Staring deep at each other. It made him avert his eyes from them for a second, giving brake to his heart.  The thick lips had dark red chapstick along with gloss all over them making them so eye-catching.

The pink blush with highlighter hame her face shine and even more pretty. He looked at his husband who was looking at her with some emotion he couldn't catch due to being far away.

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