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Revelation.

A time comes when you've had enough. Or maybe when you want to prove yourself otherwise. Or maybe you want to expose others for the betterment of the society. Or maybe, you're just done with yourself. Or most probably, you just want a certain distraction from your own thoughts and end up plunging into something you know, you might not be able to make out live. You know you might break down again as the same hidden wounds is now exposed for the snakes to feed on, stinging harder and harder but you just have to take whatever it throws and gulp it out or flow it out.

And I fall in all the categories.

Three days, five hours, twenty-three minutes and seconds on forth.

That's how long it's been since I blew off at Hogue. That's how long, its been since the social media has been on a turmoil. Not to mention the news channels forgetting about all underlying world issues, humanitarian issues and environmental issues and instead debate over my actions, my statements analysing it better than they analyse politics or criminal stuff. The continuous chases of the news reporters and constant following by sneaky paparazzis are just an addition to all this.

But the bigger picture is, that my popularity is on a surge. The most trending hashtag on Twitter, most searched personality on Google in twenty four hours and what not.

And of course, we are talking in the negative sense.

But if I speak in terms of business, this was actually great. The more they retaliate, the more is my fame and the more spikes in my profits. I was pretty much responsible for the surge of our profits too. The negligible decline was soon replaced with an exponential positive growth. This was a foxy method, but it is how it is.

The snarky comments that were passed among employees weren't something I hadn't faced. The hateful comments on social media aren't read by me anyway; Jimin's my personal assistant for a reason. Also I have had to change my number atleast thrice now, because of unknown numbers calling continuously and blowing up notifications.

But even with all these, I was fine. No trivial thoughts, no dire circumstances.

It was just me, my work and my annoyingly cute chihuahua.

"Vie! I swear if you don't fucking sit in one place, I will leave you out there on the streets!" I let out a frustrated sigh as I rake my fingers through my hair. This sonofabitch just increased my workload. I grit through my teeth as I type the entire shit again.

The monotone silence was blissful. Within the next hour, everything was back on track. It was about an hour or two past midnight and of course, sleep was miles away from me. I tossed and turned around my bed, but not a trace of drowsiness touched me.

I slide down on the floor and walk towards the drawer. Sleeping pills kept me from thinking and induced immense slumber till the extent I wouldn't wake up till the alarm rung the third time (unusual for me). Taking a pill out, I gulp it down with water. The room was dimly lit with the light that seeped in through the curtain slit. I sigh and walk towards my bed.

That's when a quiet whimper piqued my attention. I turned around to see Vie curled up in his blanket and silvery pearls rolling down his eyes, shining under the moonlight. His 'bed' was made beside mine, a small mattress and a soft cotton blanket good enough for his skin.