Two faced

Chp 18

"I am sorry Afzaal." She applogised while maintaining a mysterious gaze on him.

"It's okay, I'll get another glass of water for you." He excused confusingly because, no doubt he was an experienced doctor but Maria's case was actually getting on his nerves. Maria's eyes staring at him and her altered gesture was ringing bells in his mind already.

He unconsiously walked again towards the water jug, filled up another glass with water. While he was filling water he felt as if Maria just walked towards him and right now was standing right behind him.

He didn't turned around and pretended to be unknown of Maria's presence near him, waiting for her to make the next move.

Around thirty seconds passed she didn't made a any move so Afzaal decide to turn around.

Suddenly he noticed a pair of arms emerging around his sweaty neck and slowly griped his neck, tightening the grip moment by moment in order to strangle him right in between the throat.

For the first few milliseconds Afzaal remain steady until he could bare the pain so that he could see her move. Suddenly he felt the grip tightening further, strong enough to kill him any moment. He immediately held her palms with his hands roughly and pulled her into a struggle to losen her grip around his throat but with no doubt she was not a piece of cake to struggle with.

It took him almost a minute to overcome her grip otherwise his soul would have been departed by now. He held her wrist strongly to restrain her from any further tactics and turned around While still holding her hands.

He could see blood boiling in her dark eyes, with no signs of humanity in them, at the moment her gaze had the power to kill any one. She gritted her teeth aggresively, tightening her muscles throughout.

He looked into her red eyes just to read through them, she passed out, while he held her protectively in his arms.

***

After few minutes

Maria was lying on the same recliner, she sat on during the therapy. It seemed as if she was in deep and peaceful sleep with her facial muscles relaxed, dry lips and shallow breathing. Her arms fell softly on the arms while her legs rested on the foot rest.

Afzaal entered that moderately lighted room with a slow pace, moved towards her. He observed her features for a moment and then walked towards the a table with files in his hands. Though it looked like he was just looking at her but in real a lot more was going through his mind.

He noticed her unzipped handbag lying beside the recliner. He saw a yellow diary in her bag, and without caring about her privacy, he pulled out the diary.

He took it and started reading it while keeping an eye on Maria aswell. The first half of the diary comprised of her a journal of her daily routine. He roughly changed pages until something weird striked her gaze.

On every page of the diary, she had wrote

'Dear Ria' instead of 'Dear Diary' and then had cut the word Ria out with a different pen and handwriting and replaced it with ' diary'.

He pulled out his phone from his pocket and took photos of every page of her diary. He then turned over to the second half of the diary, where she had wrote about the nightmares she had with specific dates.

He wondered why Maria lied about not dreaming of anything recently. She had almost four nightmares after Afzaal told her to mantain the diary of her dreams. This was very weird!