Sugar Coated

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"Just shut the fuck up!"Victor yelled at Angelica. She was taken aback. She had been blabbering since the past half an hour about her pathetic life with her cat...at least that was what Victor thought of her crap tale. He got so fed up at the end that a five word long poetry escaped from his lips causing Angelica to experience shock.

Victor had not been that harsh had he...well, he swears more than that but after blurting out...he was talen in a wave of regret. A single look in Angelica's green orbs was enough to make him feel guilty. She held onto her tears...those threatening to spill. But she sniffed and quickly dried the tears. Victor kept mum. What was he supposed to say...he was the boss and Angelica was his annoying employee and he was not supposed to give a fuck to her feelings but she looked so miserable and her maintaining an intermittent period of silence weighed him down.

Some hours after

Angelica sneezed. Dang...she must have caught a flu...well,that was great...at least her wishes were being fulfilled...those of dying. Yes. She wanted to put an end to her life...she looks really happy in her life but that was the image she created for herself...she did not want to be pitied.

By shutting her up, Victor showed her where she deserved to stand...isolated from everyone else...a poor rejected child by her own biological parents because it was claimed that she carried bad luck with her...well that was true...what am i good at anyways, she often reflected.

She kept herself alive...staying strong...not for herself but for the her close ones. Though her parents neglected her, they still took her responsibility and she wanted to repay their favours without sarcasm but for her own sanity and her strong faith in the Divine One prevented her from going against Him.

But now...she was lost...she wanted to renounce.

She was in a hotel room after assisting Mr Victor in the meeting in a remote,geographically small town. Both Victor and her did not speak regarding that incident that happened earlier...

The blade of the knife gleamed in the moonlight streaming from the bathroom window... a few drops of crimson liquid dropped on the white granite tiles...gradually there was a pool of blood on the tiles and Angelica's breaths had slowed down....

Victor had been trying to get through Angelica but she was not receiving the damn phone.

"Fuck!" Victor echoed as he walked towards Angelica's room which was on the same floor as his...was she that upset because of him.

As Victor turned the knob...Angelica was missing but the moonlight guided him to the bathroom where he was greeted by a dreadful sight.

"Holy Fuck!"

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