" 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲"
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𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐲𝐞𝐝 :
a billionaire with insomnia.
something's happened to the sunshine guy in the past 2 years that left him with a...
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— ☆⋆。𖦹°‧ Sehmat's Pov :
what the hell is wrong with me?
Damn, why did I say those harsh things to him? I feel like I'm hurting him way too much. Just because of what happened to me right now, I shouldn't be taking it out on him.
He actually came here to save me, and look at what I did to him? I didn't even hug him back, because I was tied by those ropes, even though every part of me wanted to be close to him.
Somewhere deep inside, I felt hollow.
I feel like I'm putting him through so much pain, and here's Rayyan, constantly trying to make me happy, to make things right.
And what am I doing? Being distant and cold for no good reason. I'm acting like a total jerk! It's so rude of me, but it's just how this situation has made me feel.
I think it's time for me to step up and ask for his forgiveness. He literally saved my life when I needed it the most. Who knows what would have happened if he hadn't been there to pull me out of that darkness.
I owe him, my life. Again.
The coldness in my eyes had disappeared, replaced by tenderness as I looked at Rayyan, who appeared completely disheveled and heartbroken by my words.
As our eyes met, I gazed into his always stunning russet brown eyes, filled with pain. He saved my life, and in return, I inflicted him with extreme pain through my rude words.
I'm sorry, Ray.
I wanted to say this but I didn't have any courage because of my bipolarity I messed up.
" Let's go to the hospital, your arm needs to be fixed," he said as he started to untangle my hands and legs from those tight ropes.
It was just a minute ago I spat venomous words at him and here he is still worrying about me.
My breathings shallowed as my heart pained.
I looked at him as he bent down and loosened the rope from both of my legs, untying it.
I started at his face, taking in, there was dried blood below his nose and beside his lips, his hair all messy, with sweat beads visible on his forehead, and dust covering his whole face.
he looked extremely disheveled.
and worn out.
"We ain't moving an inch till I hear the whole story, the betrayal," I declared as soon as I was untied, shooting death glares at Nimra and Kamil, who was untying nimra.
— ★
"I started liking Kamil since we were kids. Every time I visited your parents' house on weekends with you. I had a crush on him, and surprisingly, he felt the same way about me,"