You're losing Me

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Authors Pov :

Alex's eyes widened in disbelief as he absorbed the shocking revelation about what Warner had done to Aleena. The room fell silent, tension hanging in the air like a heavy fog. Aleena, her expression a mix of vulnerability and pain, met Alex's gaze.

The weight of the truth lingered between them, casting a shadow over their once-trusting relationship. In that moment, the depth of Warner's actions resonated, leaving Alex grappling with the unsettling reality that had just been unveiled.

"Warner did what to you?" Alex's voice carried disbelief as he stared at Aleena, searching for confirmation in her eyes.

Aleena, her expression a mix of hurt and vulnerability, nodded solemnly. "I never thought he would, but it's true."

Then, a tense pause lingered in the air as Alex and Aleena exchanged a somber glance. The gravity of Warner's actions hung between them, prompting Alex to take a deep breath before adding, "We can't let him go unpunished. Let's figure out how to confront this together."

Aleena's voice wavered as she spoke, "As I said earlier, I don't want to, Alex. Let's leave this."

Her plea echoed in the room, a plea for the burden of confronting Warner to be lifted. Alex, torn between justice and respecting Aleena's wishes, hesitated before finally nodding, understanding the weight of her reluctance.

Aleena went home after bidding Alex goodbye, the weight of unspoken words lingering in the air. As she walked away, the echo of their parting words resonated in her mind, leaving a sense of unresolved tension.

The door closed behind her, and the quiet of her home embraced her, offering a moment of solitude to process the complex emotions stirred by the encounter.

In the stillness, Aleena found herself grappling with the decision to leave the unsettling truth behind or to face the storm that Warner had created in her life.

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"Why can't you just say the truth, Warner?" questioned Warner's friend, the words punctuated with a mix of concern and frustration. The room seemed to tighten with anticipation as Warner, caught in a moment of scrutiny, hesitated before responding.

The air hung thick with unspoken tension, leaving the truth suspended in the balance as the weight of the question lingered.

"I can't, and I don't want to," Warner's voice carried a tone of reluctance and perhaps a hidden complexity.

The room fell into a heavy silence, the unsaid intricacies of Warner's position echoing in the space between his confession and the unrelenting question that lingered.

"You're being stubborn, that's all I can say," Warner's friend declared, frustration etched across their face. The room crackled with tension as the words hung in the air. With a final, exasperated sigh, they stormed off from Warner's room, leaving behind a lingering sense of unresolved conflict.

The door closed with a decisive thud, marking the aftermath of a strained exchange, and Warner found himself alone, grappling with the consequences of his reticence.

In the quiet solitude of their respective rooms, Warner and Aleena found themselves enveloped in a shared sense of longing. Aleena, determined to move on, replayed the sequence of events, each decision etched with regret.

Meanwhile, in his own space, Warner wrestled with the consequences of his choices. The silence echoed with the haunting realization that his actions had led to a fracture, and he grappled with the gravity of what he had done.

The parallel isolation of their thoughts underscored the intricate dance between regret and the quest for redemption, a silent symphony playing out in the separate chambers of their hearts.

Warner, feeling a wave of melancholy, strummed the guitar in his room, singing a heartfelt tune that echoed the emotions he held for Aleena.

"When it rains, droplets dance like mad in love"

"Simply remain who you are"

"My breaths are......

.....like a restless night without you here"

As he sang that specific line, a solitary tear rolled down his cheek, carrying the weight of unspoken emotions.

In the midst of the song, his voice trembled slightly, and the tear fell silently, leaving an unspoken story in its wake.

"And only you can make me happy"

"Without you , my heart became insane"

"This world of mine would be willing to make.....

....a sacrifice for your happiness in an instant"

Aleena, with a heavy heart, took her journal and began pouring her feelings onto its pages, the ink capturing the unspoken echoes of emotions that danced within her.

'If a house collapses, it will never be the same again.

Like the one, you created with your own hands.

Oh, you are a skilled one, as you built it with your own hands.

He doesn’t miss you at all. He hasn’t considered you.'

Simultaneously, Warner whispered in the solitude of his room, "But I miss you," the words hanging in the air, a poignant expression of the ache in his heart.

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