THE DARKER SIDE OF LOVE!
Inspired by a QUR'ANIC VERSE
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A tale unique and untold,
of a girl as precious as gold.
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The story is a great blend of:
~ MYSTERY
~ TRAGEDIES
~ SU...
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There's this oddly heartwarming feeling when you realize someone might be stalking you, or you know, harboring intense murder vibes. It's like having your own fan club but with a touch of danger.
But, death was so close, it only dawned on me when shivers ran down my spine.
Oh, come on, maybe it was some cruel prank orchestrated by my friends. I shouldn't be so serious.
My inner gut feeling told me it was never a prank. It couldn't be. The voice on the phone sounded too sinister, too threatening. Someone was stalking me, and I was certain of it.
I was drenched in sweat as I reached for the cupboard handle and slowly pulled it open. To my surprise, nothing happened. Inside, neatly organized, were Baba's belongings, evoking a pang of nostalgia as my eyes fell on the blue shirt I had once gifted him.
I instinctively closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and then moved them aside. What lay before me was a sparkling thing—a gift-wrapped box. My adrenaline surged, and the gripping fear intensified.
The thought crossed my mind—maybe this was my last day, and the box contained a bomb. Abhi to meri shadi bhi nahi hui. How can I die? Summoning all my courage, I unwrapped the box, covering my ears, anticipating an explosion.
One. Two. Three.
Nothing. No explosion. Just an ethereal sparkle and glimmer. A scream escaped me; what lay inside took my breath away.
Oh my gosh!
There, nestled in the box, lay the most enchanting pair of sandals. The same golden sandals I had seen in the mall some days ago and had been heartbroken that I couldn't afford the most expensive purchase.
And now, they gleamed before my very eyes, a stunning and unexpected gift. I couldn't believe my eyes as I gazed at the exquisite sandal in front of me. It looked even more beautiful and real as I reached out to touch it. It was soft, and the craftsmanship was exceptional.
My heart swelled with a joy that brought tears to my eyes. I clutched the sandal in my hand and started to dance around the room, my heart beating rapidly in ecstasy.
This was the gift from my elusive 'well-wisher'!
But wait, does it mean he had stalked me in the mall too and witnessed my stupid tears? Ew, how ugly I must have looked with my smeared eyeliner! Could the earth below just swallow me whole?
And who is this person, to begin with? Well, whoever he is, it seemed like he genuinely cared about me. Then why the shroud of mystery?
Blood gathered around my cheek as a strange thought raced through my mind - Was he some kind of secret admirer? Could I be on the brink of finding true love?
My soul always yearns so profoundly, so intensely, to be wrapped in the arms of true love and to possess the ability to reciprocate.
I hugged the sandal, reveling in the thought. However, I quickly brushed it off, thinking it might be something else. After all, I've never been so lucky in finding true love.
