The Facade : Written in Blood
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞
One disappeared.
One returned.
Both tied to a truth buried in blood and Betrayal.
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His voice broke.
And so did I.
"Congratulations, Mrs. Rathore,"he whispered.
"You killed me.
And you chose the perfect way. When I finally let myself feel something real...
You took it.
You tore it.
you ripped it away.
You killed me from inside.
Congratulations."
"Please... please, Aksh. Don't say th...that," I sobbed.
"LEEEAAAVEEE!"
My knees gave out the moment his scream echoed through the walls.
My body hit the ground like a ghost losing its will.
Shivering. Trembling. Broken.
How did everything fall apart in just a few hours?
"Aksh..." I whispered, barely able to speak. But he turned his back to me.
Tears blurred my vision, pain choked my chest.
I stood up slowly, still shaking, like my bones were made of glass.
My hands reached out instinctively- hoping. Begging.
But I stopped myself.
No.
He wouldn't hold me anymore.
Wouldn't listen.
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