Mending A Broken Doll💔💔

Mending A Broken Doll💔💔

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After walking for some more I saw him standing under a tree near the lake.. he actually looks handsome.. even more than his picture.. I slowly started walking towards him.. When I get close he suddenly turned towards me.. His eyes.. Blue.. just like sea.. I got lost in them.. Suddenly he caught my hand jerking me to reality.. shit.. what was I thinking.. He must be thinking very bad of me.. Then he again started shouting at me "Can you hear me? I am saying something to you from the last 5 minutes and you are looking at me like a dumb.. are you idiot or what? Oh! Wait are you mute? Can't you talk?" "Sorry! I was thinking something" I said.. "Thank god! At least you can talk and hear" He said while checking me from head to toe with a displeased expression.. I don't know what he is thinking maybe he likes those modern girls.. I am not like them.. No I am not outdated but I am not comfortable in revealing clothes or make up.. After sometime he again started " Say no to this marriage.. I Can't marry you neither can reject this proposal.. so just say that you didn't like me or something.. I actually don't care what you will say to your parents or how you will cancel this marriage but remember that if you don't reject this proposal your life will be a living hell.. I will make sure of that.." And he left.. without sparing me a single glance.. I just smiled at his retreating figure.. No one wants to know what I want.. a lone tear escaped my eyes.. wiping it I left from there..
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"You seriously think that you can run away from me?" He sniggered darkly. His obsession, his madness over me peeped at me through his eyes. Taking long steps, he approached me, causing me to pace backwards until I met the wall standing tall behind me. Clutching my fistful of hairs in his hand, he titled my head and sniffed my neck; walking extremely close to me. "That too with my child? You wish so?" "It's not your child." Leaving the nape of my neck, he raised his head and looked straight in my eyes. His black, dark eyes, as if is possessed by some ghost, were ready to murder any living being in front of him. "It's just mine." He smirked, sending shiver down my spine. This is the most animalistic form I have seen of his', in these whole eleven years of span. Bending his head down, he let his warm lips to enfold mine. "Winter sweetheart, you didn't understood my true nature even after so many years?" I frowned, not finding his words penetrating my thick skull. "I take what's mine. And if not peacefully, than I can also snatch it." Except of our racing heart beats, nothing could be heard. There was absolute silence. A new fear unlocked from the depth of my heart and made it's way up to the surface. "And as far as I know, you and the baby growing in your womb, both are mine." ~ All pic credit goes to it's rightful owner.

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