Srishti's PoV
His voice was frightening. The contempt he held for me was similar to that man.
His eyes had the same look as that man's.
What do I do now?
Tears threatened to fall.
"I think I need to use the restroom. Excuse me." I managed to say it without breaking down and rushed out of the room.
Paul followed behind me.
We were out of the room.
"Fold your hands. Keep your head low," Paul whispered to me.
I looked at my hands. They were shivering, I failed to notice it before.
I followed his instructions. He opened the elevator, and I quickly got in.
My shivering got worse. My chest began to hurt.
I was breathing through my mouth, it was getting harder to take breaths through my nostrils.
Luckily his back was facing me.
He opened the elevator and I ran to my room.
I entered the room. It was huge. It felt like the ceiling would collapse on me.
My head was ringing and my vision was blurred.
I switched off the lights but natural light was peeking into the room through the windows.
I looked around and there was no one. I am alone.
I am alone in the room.
I am alone in the room.
My anxiety intensified. I could feel the presence of that man in the room.
He will hit me again.
I am alone. He will kill me. I will die all alone. No, that can't happen to me.
It was getting worse.
Call.
I need to call her. I need to call my sister.
My phone was in my pocket. I took it out, but it slipped and fell on the ground.
I sat on the floor with my back leaning against the bed.
I picked it up and dialled her number. It was ringing.
I pulled my legs closer. I hugged my knees tightly and put my forehead on it. I let my tears flow freely. This can't happen to me now, not when I am actually alone. Please god, help me get through it.
It was dialing.
*ring*
*ring*
*ring*
"Hello." She picked up. Her voice was calm and soothing.
"Are you here?" I asked sobbing.
"Yes, I am here."
"You are here?" I asked again to convince myself that she was actually here and I was not alone. I am scared that he will show up if I am alone.
He will come again if I am alone.
"Yes, I am sitting beside you."
She is sitting beside me.
She is sitting beside me.
"Now, close your eyes," she said and I closed my eyes. There was complete silence for a few seconds.
"Let's talk about our siblings meeting. I was thinking about it earlier but couldn't remember how we got caught that one time."
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Poison and Passion
Romance#Book 2 (can be read as standalone) Srishti Khurrana, daughter of once upon a time underworld mafia king of India who had lost his throne due to his one mistake. To save his life he promised his just born daughter to the eldest son of then Italian...