Enigmatic Darkness

Chapter 23 - Dread

His eyes were flickering from her to road. With every look on her, his grip tightened on steering wheel. The searing anger in his chest was bubbling with every second and he didn't know where to burst as volcano so to ease his chest from the burdening weight.

She was sitting there without any emotions and it was hurting him a lot.

Whatever happened was wrong. Extremely wrong. He should've paid more attention to her than to evidences. In fact, he should've sent one of his parent to collect evidence and should've been there with Piya like her shadow. Just like he had been from the start.

But he failed. He damn failed and his every failure was bringing its consequences. Fate and his enemies were too opportunistic to let go off his mistake.

He should've been careful. Extra and extra careful.

He wanted to see her happy. Her face should be beaming with smiles, that's what she deserved. This static sadness wasn't what he wanted to see on her face.

He knew he was responsible of her pain as much Dobriyals and Kabir were. He should've never sent her to Dobriyals even if there was no other alternative. He would've find some way but he sent her where she didn't want to go and in the end she got hurt as she knew she would.

Don't know what might've happened if he hadn't reached on last moment.
If not for his unattended calls, he might've never known what she was going through. It was good he decided to check on her every minute else the Power against him, would've make sure to destroy Piya.

The only good thing he did was to arrive on last minute and stop that bloody Dobriyal from slapping his Piya.

How dare he even try to think of doing this to Piya? How dare he raise his hand? How dare he??

Lost in his anguish and anger, he didn't realize increasing the speed but even this act of him didn't get success in extracting any response from Piya.

His anger was increasing every second and her pale face wasn't helping him either. It was infuriating him further. The pool of sadness and unshed tears were clear in her eyes but her desire to keep them suppressed was hurting him.

Sitting numb would never help, he was aware of this fact, and he wanted her to share her grief with him. To let it out of her heart.

"Piya.." Abhay breathed thinking to try to make her feel better

"Why didn't you show them pictures, you were talking about, in the morning?" Piya questioned cutting his words, in a cold, emotionless voice that was perfectly balanced not betraying any emotion.

The question shocked Abhay. He threw a glance towards her with his wide opened eyes and found her sitting in same stony posture as before. She didn't turn and she didn't move. This made him doubt if she even spoke that question or he imagined it.

But then he didn't hold the tendency to hallucinate.

Gulping, he looked at the road ahead. He wasn't liking this Piya. Cold and unnerving.

What is happening to her?

What's with her question?

Answer, yes he has to answer her. Focus Abhay, focus. He chided himself on losing the flow of nonexistent conversation due to her behaviour.

"I can't" Abhay answered keeping his voice normal when he wasn't feeling even a bit normal

Silence was all he got in the wait of answer. There was no question from Piya but the eery silence felt more an accusation than trust and Abhay didn't want her to think wrong about him or distrust him.