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I felt the ground beneath my feet sliping away as I stood there, frozen in place. Time seemed to stretch, each tick of clock echoing in the stillness yet every moment felt like an eternity of unseen torture. The air around me thickened, making it hard to think, hard to breathe.
I had known I'd face this moment but I wasn't prepared for the reality of it. The fact that Dhruv and I are under the same roof was already a burden to me, and now, seeing him lying lifeless infront of me was hard to comprehend.
It was as if my mind was rebelling against the truth, refusing to accept the sight infront of me.
Panic surged within and I couldn't perceive what I should do. I wanted to scream, cry and run away very far. Fear gripped me, a cold, suffocating sensation that made my heart race and thoughts scatter.
The destruction I had caused finally laid bare infront of me today.
Dhruv lay there, his soul seemingly trapped within his lifeless body, a maze of wire connected to him that pulsed with cold, mechanical life. The sound of the machines beeping pierced through the melancholic silence in the room. Each beep felt like a cruel taunt, reminding me of everything I've lost.
My heart violently hammered in my chest, a frantic rhythm that matched the chaos in my mind. My body shook slightly, my limbs feeling heavy and unresponsive, making it hard for me to breathe.
I was caught in a whirlwind of emotions- grief, guilt and a profound sense of helplessness. I wanted to reach out, touch him, somehow bring him back to life, but I knew it was impossible.
"How does it feel to see your past in front of you, baby?", his sudden whisper echoed in my ear, followed by a deep exhale.
His hot breaths erupted waves of goosebumps all over my body as I exhaled sharply.
My eyes held onto those unshed tears while my nails dug into the skin. The inner turmoil to give in to his seductive relieving touch, as an escape from the cruel reality, while my heart denied to step into his trap messed me up more than I already am. My thorat ached and I somewhere knew, he must be smirking right now.
I tried to turn around but his firm grip around me never let me move. His chest pressed against my back, his warm breaths fanned over my nape as I tired to breathe.
"P-please leave me Arnav, please. I don't w-want to see this", I pleased shedding the tears I was holding onto.
It hurts. It damn hurts me.
"Why, doll? This is your doing only. Can't bear?", he spoke pouring out the venom he had been keeping to himself.
