His cold footsteps and bleak efforts said it all. I somehow knew what is it in his mind, what he wants to tell me, the same old thing which I have been hearing for all these years, month after month. This time I was through, I wanted to stop this torture, to him and to myself.
“Samaira, uummm…well aahhh….hope I am not disturbing you, I am here to ask for something …” his words went piercing my heart and my body was numb again, though this has happened several times but every time I or infact my body reacted the same way, begging him to think again and making him change his mind, but this time I won’t give any effort, I am shattered and tired of crying.
“Sunny you don’t need to say anything, maybe I know and I am finally giving you what you are actually trying to ask for…” I sighed and finally blurted out the words he wanted to listen “I am letting you go” and then I cried insanely in his broad yet cold embrace but for the last time.
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