Blood and tears: His Angel|+18

"Do I even deserve to live?" I questioned the empty sky, my voice cracking under the weight of my grief. Tears streamed down my face, mingling with the rain
"It's all because of you....", I hear sounds of accusations as I shatter on ground completely

"Why, God? Why?" I screamed, my voice raw and desperate. "Why did you take do this to her? What was her fault? Why you separated her from me?"

"You're a curse, Pari."
"You are reason behind her death.."

Their words echoed, twisting into a monstrous chant that drowned out all reason. The agony was too immense. I could feel myself slipping, teetering on the edge of an abyss with no bottom.

"No! " I cried out, my voice breaking, lost in the fury of the storm. My fingers dug into my scalp, as if I could rip the tormenting voices from my mind.

I collapsed onto my sister's cold belongings, the stillness a stark contrast to the chaos within me. Her absence was a void, a chasm that swallowed all light and hope. "Please, Diya, take me with you," I murmured, my tears soaking into her bag. My heart ached with a longing that could never be fulfilled, a desire to escape this unbearable reality.

This story is my work.
Do not copy it.
Warning: it is a very messed up book and contain mature language and theme.
So this book isn't for light hearted readers. And only for 18+ readers only who are comfortable.