Allure of Darkness!

10. Dragged Away!

Marona's POV

How can this happen to me? How?

I stood in front of the mirror like a soul-less body as I stared into the hollowness of my life. The black color is mocking me, telling me that no matter how much I run behind love, it's not in my destiny to find it. Not in any form.

I have just come back from the funeral of Laurence. His face wasn't even recognisable after whatever happened to him.
I wish, he could have listened to me and just give up on his dark life. We would have lived in our happy home together, would have cooked dinner together, would have enjoyed the coffee on autumn day in our beautiful lawn.
Was it a bad life?

Tears escaped my eyes when I remembered the first night when he left his mark on me. How he caressed and worshipped me in the darkness. How his strong and possessive arms held me in his hold as I sweated his devotion.

It was a fun night arranged by our seniors. We were playing games and I was really curious to explore the freedom I had given to myself.
It was too stupid and risky but everyone was doing it and I did too.
We drank too much, to the extent where I couldn't recognise myself.

That night I stumbled on my way towards the dorms. It was dark and I collided with someone who was as drunk as me. We both laughed and giggled in our intoxication.
I couldn't see his face in the darkness but he was tall and muscular. We both got into the random dorm and I couldn't understand when everything happened.
But that touch was heaven, I felt euphoric. It was my first time and he made it memorable. I am sure that we were in a random dorm but when I woke up I was in my dorm.

At that time I wasn't in a relationship with Laurence, it actually started that night. The next day when I woke up, I was in my dorm and the man was gone. That morning I found his note on my mirror and that's it, I knew that he is the one.
I couldn't forget that touch, I tried to find out the man and finally got to know that it was Laurence. He accepted that it was him when I approached him and I was settled that I wanted to marry this man because he has everything which I wanted.

I still remember the day when I saw him after that night, he was such a peaceful person. Doing charity and helping people in the campaign. I liked his nature and I finally approached him. I always wanted a calm and peaceful man like him.
He didn't show much interest in me in the beginning but after a few days, he turned completely different. He was in awe with me.

But after marriage, I felt something lost in his touch. He didn't feel like our first time. My mind blurred everything except his touch. I was yearning for that touch which I felt that day near the moonlit window but to my horror, it was Mikhail and not Laurence.
But I wanted my Laurence not Mikhail. He was there that night with me then how can Mikhail make me feel those things. How can his touch feel familiar.
I shook my head, he is playing a game with me. He always does. I know he did it on purpose because he loves to scare me.

Laurence was the one and no one will take his place.

I sat on the bed while holding Laurence's picture close to my chest. What do I do now? He was the only one. It feels like my life is in a downfall, nothing is going right.

I tried to stop the tears but couldn't. I should have been used to it by now because life always takes away the people I love.

I heard a knock on the door and Lovina entered. I just stared at her blankly as she sat beside me.

"I don't know what to say... I know you are not but I should ask. Are you okay?"
She mumbled awkwardly like she doesn't know how to comfort a person.

"I am not!"
I placed Laurence's picture away.
"Someone killed my husband and I just came back from his funeral..."
Silent tears fell from my eyes.
"Who killed him and why?"