*this is my first story as a writer..pls don't hate and keep supporting me 😊
*All the scenes in this story are created by me..not real...
*mature and dark content 🔞
* How does destiny connects two people with different views on love? Can destiny...
"I'm slowly regaining consciousness. My eyelids feel heavier than anchors, as if they're weighed down with stones. With a tremendous effort, I force my eyes open after a lot of struggling."
As I slowly lift my eyelids, I take a look around me and realize that I am in unfamiliar surroundings. The place seems pleasant and good ambience and strange at the same time, and I feel a sense of safety here. The only thing I know for sure is that I am still alive, but I don't know where exactly I am.
My body feels completely weakened, as if someone had drained all the strength out of it. I try to move my limbs, but for some reason, they won't cooperate. I try to raise my hands and touch my head, but they seem heavy and impossible to lift. I try to move my fingers, but they refuse to budge. I can only lay there helplessly, not understanding what is happening to me.
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I manage to gather all the strength left in my body and try to sit up in the bed. I lean against the bed's headboard and slowly tilt my head, causing a jolt of pain. It's then that I notice a bandage wrapped around my head, and the memory of the last events comes flooding back to me.
Tears welled up in my eyes as memories of the incident flooded my mind. The feeling of helplessness and fear washed over me, like a wave crashing against the shore. It all seemed like a bad dream, but the reality was staring me in the face. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, but I didn't know how to react to my own fate. Should I give up and mourn for myself or should I fight back against this cruel twist of fate?
The thought of giving up crossed my mind, but I couldn't help feeling conflicted. On one hand, I felt like everything I had known and believed in was a lie, a cruel trick played on me. But then again, I couldn't deny the love and care that one person had shown me. Was it all a facade, a mere act? I didn't know what to believe anymore.
I couldn't deny what I had seen with my own eyes. The look of cruelty and contempt on Ajhussi's face was real. It was a stark reminder that the only thing he felt for me was cold, heartless hatred. He was willing to betray me for profit, and any love he claimed to have for me was nothing but an act.
The weight of my emotions became too much to bear, and I burst into tears, my voice choked with pain as I yelled at my self. "Why did you do this to me,ajhussi ? Why did you hurt me like this? I never did anything wrong. I trusted you, I believed in you. How many more betrayals do I have to face? How many more people do I have to doubt?"
Suddenly, the creak of door and three people entering the room filled the air. May be because of my loud sobs and crying. I couldn't see them clearly through the tears that blurred my vision. I felt a sense of helplessness, knowing that there was nothing I could do to escape the situation I was in.
After blinking furiously, I tried to clear my vision and focus on the figures standing in front of me. As their faces came into view, relief washed over me. It was my Gaeul and two other men. All I could manage to say was, "Thank you God, atleast you send them for me."
