His Fragile Rose. [Completed]

Excruciatingly Mystical.

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Excruciatingly Mystical : Painfully Magical.

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"Shadowed in the blankets of  pain,
the mist of love, turned into
foggy remnants of memories."

_Aastha.

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Aksh Singhania's P.O.V

Staring outside the window, and letting the harsh winds brush my face, as they dried away the lone tears escaping my eyes, I swallowed the rising lumps. The unveiling truth, hidden in deepest layers of lies, will result in nothing but lives crumpling into nothingness, pricking the bleeding hearts.

"I couldn't protect you, my babyrose."

I mumbled into thin air, my voice blending with blowing wind, as my eyes closed on its own accord in pain, caging the remnants of my withheld tears. I had promised my rose, vowed to protect her from every evils, and yet I presented the monster to her in my own reflection. I failed as her protector, her husband, her lover, and her companion. The holy fire danced behind my eyes, as each of my vows played in my ears. The way she gave me her hand with so much trust, with no hesitation, believing in my words and promises, and I didn't keep them.

Instead of protecting her, I took our relationship to that stage, that she won't feel safe in her own husband's presence. I wasn't able to protect her from the claws of hidden demons, my past monsters, which ravaged my little world, my little rose, my little flower. I had thought my darkness had been tamed, but I was so wrong. So wrong, that I lead to the destruction of my heaven from my own hands.

Evading emotions, and lies broke the profoundment of our marriage, my promises, and our love. Lies, of which I had no part in. Truth, of which I was kept in darkness. Betrayals, which had nothing to do with me, yet the destruction was befallen on me, and my precious, fragile rose.

I didn't stop to hear further from dad after his revelation. Stopping would have meant, breaking down right there, which I couldn't afford. The clot of emotions in my heart was increasing to the extent of unbearably beaten pain, as my happy family seemed a farce at that moment. The devious truth that I had been living into oblivion that my dad and mum and our little family was unbreakable, and happy, had my insides crumpling, and the smiles which we shared together started torturing me.

I didn't waste a second more, not wanting to give any chance to the man standing in front of me, to break me more. Breaking my rose, had already broken me into pieces of bleeding cells. My cracked heart, cannot hold anymore. So I fled away, ignoring the calls of my dad. His devastated voice, had me running faster, not daring to look up until I reached my car, cause I was too scared to encounter Mama and look into her eyes.

Diverting my eyes from the dark sky, devoid of any stars, I concentrated on the illuminating street lights, and frowned when I saw a standing shadow. Looking up, I was shocked to see a lady standing over the bridge railings, from what looked like ready to jump down.