Days passed and I was alone again but after Nitya's company, the loneliness was no longer relieving.
Meanwhile, everything else went on the way it was supposed to.
Summer fell into an early monsoon and the neighbors left for their family outing like every year.
Nitya's office gave her a week off and I wouldn't have known of if not for an accidental glance at her messages once.
She didn't stay at home though, going out and doing whatever she did to avoid me.
One such cold and humid day, I found myself whizzing throughout the house to find some sense of calm. I didn't know why but the sense of loss had increased tenfold and even with my lack of life, I could feel my pain.
The twilight outside was fading out into the night and Nitya hadn't returned yet. Like an ill fated reminder my thought turned back to the last time this happened. She'd come back from an accident. Surviving but not alright.
In my Five years as a lifeless entity, never had I felt such anger towards my predicament. I couldn't leave the house to go for her. Being chained to this place while the one person who mattered was out there was something I hated more than being dead itself.
I hoped I was overreacting but something told me to wait for whatever was to befall us tonight.
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