A Serene Ruin

Akshay Arora:

> "I was half-dead on the road-unseen, forgotten, nothing but a body breathing its last. No one knew. No one cared.
But she came.
She came to me like life itself, kneeling beside the wreck I'd become, her voice trembling as she whispered, 'Yaar, neevu...'

That sound-just that single breath of her voice-cuts through the chaos, through the pain, through death itself. At that moment, I wasn't saved. I was claimed.

It wasn't the mercy she gave me; it was ownership. Her voice crawled beneath my skin, wrapped around my soul, and marked me as hers.

From that day, I stopped existing for myself. My heartbeat, my breath, every drop of blood-belonged to her.

That day was the beginning of my obsession. One word from her lips, and I was bound. She didn't just save me.

She possessed me...