Fragments Of Us
I stood there holding the gun close to my chest with my quivering hands, walking with wobbly feet in the rain, scared yet aware of his presence, silent yet alarming. "Looking for me, wife?" I heard his voice and turned around to find him with blood trickling down his forehead and neck and disappearing into his chest, hair drenched in rainwater ,looking as feral as ever. I pointed the gun at him, at Advik Agnihotri, my love, my husband, my venator, at his arm to be precise, only for him to hold the nozzle and press it into his chest. "You haven't done anything to him. Have you?" My words faltered, my voice almost inaudible, fear gripping my senses. A haunting silence lingered between us. Did he kill him? Did he end everything? Is anything left except fragments of us? "Shoot, Rose," he said before capturing my lips in a ferocious kiss.
