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#2 In Mafia Series
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"𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄"
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'Tum bahut acchi ho. acchi angel ho, sabse acchi angel!'
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'I am a bad Angel very bad angel "Dark Angel''
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'Nahi tum angel nahi ho, angel bahut acchi hai tum bahut buri ho.'
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'To get h...
A/n: I have divided the book into 5 phases. Phase 1 will end by chapter 60, by the end of September. The toxicity will end by chapter 60.
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"I am ruined by her."
Sumedh's POV
I feel nothing at all. I feel empty. I stared at the ceiling while angel apologised to me constantly. I ignored her.
Mallika: Please don't go quiet. I don't wanna lose you to the silence again.
I stayed quiet. I am scared. I am so scared of her. I don't want to stay with her. She scares me.
Soon Ishaan bhaiya came. I looked at him silently. He didn't meet my eyes. I was discharged. We went to the parking lot. There were many cars. These all are bodyguards.
I sighed and sat in the jeep. Angel sat beside me.
Mallika: Jhakm zyada gehra to nahi hai na?
She said, looking at my hand. There was a small wound because of the drip.
Sumedh: Konsa vala?
I whispered. She looked at me sadly.
Mallika: Kitna dard diya haina maine tumhe.
I didn't say anything. We reached her house. I silently went to the bedroom and then to the bathroom.
I took out a blade and rolled my sleeve up.
What did I do wrong?? Huhhhhh? I never lie, I never insult, I never hurt anyone. Then why do I have to face so many problems? I also want to live a normal life.
Am I ugly? Am I enough? I have to change. Why am I like this? I'm so stupid. I will never be enough. I am so annoying. I am too sensitive.
I wiped my face with my sleeve, frustrated with the tears I didn't want to shed.
I heard somewhere "ek aurat rooh tak ko barbaad kar sakti hai."
I am ruined, ruined by her.
I stared at the blood on the floor, feeling good. I cleaned the blade and put it back at its place. I washed my clothes and bathed.
I went out and saw she was not there. I took my diary and sat down on the floor near the balcony. I wrote all my feelings. By the time I had realised I had written 15 pages.
Sumedh: Usse to bura nahi lagta mujhe rula kar.
The world is a cruel place. I thought this place would be good. But I was wrong. I was so wrong. This place is worse than hell.
I stared at the moon and prayed for less pain.
I heard the door opening sound. I saw angel standing there with a tray of food. I felt goosebumps on my skin. I stood up.
