The continuous horrible sounds of ambulance and police vans do no any justice to stop me from listening the frantic sound of my heartbeat. I see policemen running from the main gate to the backyard, everywhere and surrounding the whole house restricting any third person's entry inside. I stand in the middle of the front lawn watching everything in silence, all my senses numbed. Dad is speaking with Commissioner uncle. He appears calm and composed. I don't know if he's actually calm or it's his deceptive look.

I take my eyes off him and glance at the main door. I see two men dressed in white t-shirts and white trousers holding the stretcher and bringing her outside. Her body has been laid on the stretcher covered with white sheets including her face. Mumma had said the ones who are taken back to God are carried in this particular way when I had enquired about this thing as men like them in white uniform were taking grandma in the same way few months ago.

I want to scream, I want to fight with those men to not take her away but it feels like my voice has been snatched away. The men in white uniform take her inside the ambulance and close the door. While I , I stand there like a statue unable to move and speak.

"Noo...", I wake up breathing harshly drenched in sweat. My chest heaves up and down making me feel like I can't breathe anymore. I swallow audibly.

It's the nightmare again.

No, it's the reality.

DEDICATION:

"For the ones, who believe lies will wither away and truth will revive. ONE DAY. "

"To the ones, who know love burns but still want to decorate their skin with scars."

REMEMBER : LOVE IS ACHINGLY BEAUTIFUL.

TROPES:

✷Childhood sweethearts

✷College romance

✷Possessive MMC

✷Past trauma

⁠✷Suspense

✷Family politics

CONTENT WARNING:

A. Graphic Sexual Content

(Incl. Somnophilia, Blindfold, Ice play, Use of toys, Spit, Bondage)

B. Murder

C. Torture to death

D. Mention of suicide

E. Talk of miscarriage

F. Blackmail and etc.

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