𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞: 𝐀 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐦 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚

❥ A Glimpse of the Story ✧⁠*⁠。

"𝑱𝒐 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒎𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊-𝒚𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒏?" he said, his voice a mix of hurt and rage, as he pressed the gun to his chest. "𝑼𝒔𝒌𝒂 𝒌𝒚𝒂?"

I raised both hands to calm him down, my eyes fixed on the black gun. My legs were shaking with fear. But deep down, my subconscious told me he wouldn't hurt me. Still, a part of me feared he might harm himself.

"𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒎, 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚. 𝑰 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏... 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕..." I whispered, my voice breaking as he grabbed my chin.

"'𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚?' 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒚 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 '𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚?' 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 10 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔! 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆? 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆? 𝑾𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒊𝒇𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕."

His words hit me like a storm. My ears burned as if on fire. I couldn't react-I was beyond shocked. Stunned. Speechless. Petrified.

𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗴𝗼 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁!