My Only Hope.. ✔ (COMPLETED)

Love, Hate or Both? Chapter: 45

"Hate is like an acid. It damages the vessel in which it is stored, and destroys the vessel on which it is poured." -Unknown.

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Tani's POV 

Hiding in the basement of Faiz's house and waiting for my death to come. What else can I do ? I succeeded in running but not escaping, I'm still stuck in that house cause the main door is locked and there is no way out and if anyone asks me that how am I feeling right now? I'd surely say 'scared as hell'. 

I encountered someone whose personality is more sinister than I'd thought. He will not gonna give up and I know that. After hearing everything from him, I don't think he'd give up on his revenge, on me. 

I know everything now, I know why he was doing these things and what does he want. But the question is what did I do? If all those things happened, so they--they just happened, how can he blame me for everything?

That day, when I and Rezay was going through that album, I got some weird pics among mine and Faiz childhood pics. Like, some pics were taken on the same day, at the same time and place, but there was a difference of dressing, my dressing was same although Faiz's was not. Then, I got a pic in which two kids were standing with same dressing and they kinda looked same with same hair color, hair cut and with same height, but that pic was taken from their backs. It kinda crept both of us out. But it was hard to tell whose pic was that and then there were some pics missing from the album. That album--- that album gave me hints, but I was so dumb to consider that, I was thinking that something is fishy, but I couldn't make out what? 

Now, I know what, but I can't do anything for this 'what'. He'll come and when he'll find me, I know he'll not even hesitate a bit before killing me.  

*FLASHBACK*

"Seems like you remember something." Faaz asked smirking, wiping his blood from his nose. Disgusting. I wonder, how he did these things with himself. Jerk! Liar!

'If I'd not that helpless, I swear I'd have already killed you, you bastard.' I thought, I can only think right now. Talking about doing these things, when I can't even say that out loud.

"That album." I glared at him, I didn't know who was that person standing before me. It seems like I don't know him, just his face is familiar to me, but how is that possible that I don't know anything about it or Is it possible that I don't remember? But why....?

"Yes, my dear, that album---" He paused and started while smiling, "Y'know who left that album in your room?"