*✿═══════════════✿* *without a shadow* *part :*three* https://mihraskoduvally123.blogspot.com/2024/07/blog-post_24.html *✿═══════════════✿* https://instagram.com/she.is.dream.maker?igshid=ZGUzMzM3NWJiOQ== https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=o7hsgxz71i40&utm_content=8ex74zs When I regained consciousness, I was lying in the hospital and my colleague (Steph, who works with me) was sitting by my side. In the poor bedSleeping with head down. I patted her head with my hands "Hey, are you alright, I'll call Dr. Before the poor thing could hear me, she got up and went out. When the Dr came and said that the trip was over, the poor man's breath stopped. She saw the mole's photo from the office and the threatening text, so I told her everything. Give comfort to me who is trembling and not knowing what is happening around meWhat about her? I don't know what to do... After getting the discharge, I got home and it was a kind of shortness of breath. As if not sitting down, I decided to come with my children, I cannot give peace here except for them. I went back home at the same speed. A taxi was called to the children's hostel. My children are my world now. My happiness is only through them. Even when getting out of the taxi and walking towards the office, in everything at homeI thought of my husband who was completely free from me. Every time we used to come straight from the office to call our children... If they were late, we would be at home and there were discussions about going to call them... Now all the routines are wrong. Is it like you don't want me? How can there be days in life when you don't remember their face....how to overcome it. Thoughts aside. I knocked on the hostel warden's room. They opened the doorIt started to spread... She went upstairs to call her daughter and did not come down after an hour. I went out without sitting on the chair in the guest room. As she was waiting for me, her friend Stella saw me and burst into tears. My daughter, who went for tuition in the morning, did not return till seven o'clock at night. Here now this is the 7th missing case... My head felt like it was spinning. I have created an unbalanced noise here. theirI feel no value in comforting words. With blurry eyes and shaking hands, I dialed his number on my mobile... no switch off... who to call... I called Steffy and headed back to the police station. Vibrating phone pressed to ears. "If the police find out, then your daughter will not be alive. I say that is enough to hear. "Hello, hello... Niravati called the cut off number but the switch was off. And nothing looked. Go MonaPicked up and returned home. Steffy must have seen my condition and came with me. Even though I called my beloved many times, the switch is still off... Where is he and what is he doing? Is he doing this to me in revenge for loving me so much? *to be continued* *✍🏻mihras koduvally* ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ *ISHQE-MADEENA* ◾◾◾◾◾◾◾◾◾◾◾
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without a shadow
Historical Fictionlife story, lovabale and memarabale life witn sad moment