In your arms...
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Last published Thu, Oct 30, 2014
“You have to let me go, you can’t keep mourning for me forever. You know that don’t you. You know I won’t be happy if you keep crying over me. I love you. I will always love you. But you will have to move on at one point of time-“
“No! Nobody can ever take your place in my life. So don’t even go there. I have loved you since I saw you the first time. I love you. I will keep on loving you till my last breath. So please don’t talk about leaving me.” He turned his back to me. I could feel his shoulders shaking. He was sobbing his heart out.
I pulled him towards me so that he was facing me. His eyes were red and swollen. He had bags under his eyes. He looked completely worn out. I could not bear to see him this way.
“Please chase, don’t turn your back on me. Please…” I trailed off.
“Then don’t leave me, please stay. Don’t go. I beg you rose. Please don’t go”, he started crying loudly. He was in so much pain. And I could not do anything about it. I could not stay with him. I had to leave him. He had to go on without me. He had to let me go. After all I could not stop my death. I had to die…
Due to a very unfortunate turn of events. Chloe’s life turns upside down. Among all this will she able to find the ultimate happiness? Or the suffering which she undergoes outruns all the happy memories of her short life.
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