𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── I saw him destroying himself in front of my own eyes. Drowning in addictions. That were enough to kill him. I hated it. I hated it everytime he smoked in front of me. I told him to stop but he would just ignore the topic and start talking about something else. I tried my best to hold him tightly-so tightly that my hands began to ache. Finally, when I thought the storm was over, I loosened my grip, thinking that if I made him realize how it feels when the person you love starts running away, he would come running back to me. The moment I allowed myself to believe that maybe everything could be fixed. Destiny snatched him away from me.

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬." ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ "Zindagi ne ekbaar tumhe mujhse cheen liya... Lekin ab jo hoga, kismat ke hisaab ne nahi hoga, mere hisaab se hoga. Aur iss baar tumhe kuch nahi hoga. Iss baar bas barbaadi hogi. Unki. Jinhone meri jaan ki yeh haalat ki hai." And it wasn't a promise. It was a curse. It was a vow to every god in existence. And the air around him shifted-heavy, still, as if even the darkness feared what he had just sworn. But little did he know, their ends had already been written-in the same ink destiny once used to script her suffering. Their fates would burn, just as they had broken her. But not in his hands. Then who?