Just then Abhay read my confession out loud. An uncanny silence followed his words. In a numb, dreamlike state I lifted my head, my gaze meeting with each of my friends' , there faces showed a mixed display of emotions... anger,grief,fear.
Was it the tears that were making my vision distorted?
I tried to speak but no sound came out. I was in the real sense speechless, my throat was parched.
Just then the room started swinging, going round in circles, playing with my vision, it was hard to concentrate on anything.
My eyes fluttered close, my vision turning into a blank, misty darkness...
