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COLORS CHAPTER 18.
DIANNAThe music box was filling the emptiness in my heart and my small house. It was the melody I never could get enough of. A cordial smile formed on my lips, waiting for my husband to come back home. He was taking a long time today and I wasn't blaming him. The local market was in rush today, he must be stuck somewhere. Small streets where people can't even walk, tiny stalls and shops make them even narrow to move and if vehicles pass by so it took people more than half an hour to get out of it including vehicles.I just prayed he came back safely.My chain of thoughts broke when the door opened after a small cracking sound of wood. I smiled, ear to ear. " As-salamu Alaykum. " I greeted him, who just entered. His scent filled the room our small heaven. A fresh scent of cheap soap, and fainted colors' but for me, it was rich and expensive." Wa-alaykum s-salam. " He greeted me back, his tone was cheerful and full of love. My cheek heated up with the mere thought, he was staring at m
COLORS CHAPTER 19.
Adnan Silence! So peaceful! I drew a long breath before intaking a large amount of the air. Still, the town's familiar scent filled up my nostrils and I felt puke when a sudden burst of anxiety rolled down my guts. I kept my eyes on the silent town, darkness was swathing the whole area and a mist of joy engulfed my heart. It was good. Just the way I want, silent and dark. This town deserves nothing but silence and darkness. Nothing less and nothing more. It was good to see fear in people's eyes. It was good to hear them crying for their family. " Having fun alone? " I heard a familiar voice drop in my ears, an urge to peek and stare at him. But I couldn't. " It depends. " I whispered, taking a large amount of puff from my cigarette but it got snatched by him. " Is it?... On what? " I sighed, though my nose finally turned at him with a firm expression. " On you. If you're not here to arrest me for crimes I never did. " I glared at him when he laughed sarcastically. " Your fear i
COLORS CHAPTER 20.
Author's P.O.V The strong smell hits her nostrils. Gross!! She covers her nose, before taking a further step down. The staircase. It was giving her creepy vibes and she could feel the walls were rough. They were turning yellowish as white paint had been brushed off from the ceiling. The staircase was dark and long, she let out a deep huff before finally resting her foot on the last staircase. She couldn't even breathe deeply. The smell was making her feel nauseous. The further she was walking deep into the corridor, the more her bones were aching with the cold breezes. It felt like ice cubes were melting into her veins and her throbbing pulses were getting frozen with the temperature. Her legs stumbled with something and she let out a yelp. That's it. There was no further way to go. Her palms touched the walls of the corridor. There must be a door or way, she searched for a way or something with her hands. The pulse of her brain nearly burst with anxiety when she found a rough
COLORS CHAPTER 21.
Author's P.O.V ( Warning, this chapter isn't suitable for sensitive and underage people. ) " Why did you do this...Eden? " Her blood-stained cheeks started soaking with a new set of tears but he chuckled, darkly. " It took you so long to finally catch me. Cupcake. " He rested his chin on her knees, clasping her ankles. She didn't know how to react, somewhere she was hoping he would deny it but his answer was obvious. She couldn't be glad to hear him. Knowing her Eden was in front of her. Her Eden. She had a doubt because the time she touched his face, it felt so familiar. She thought it was a misunderstanding but now, it was hurting to be right. She broke into tears but he laughed, " Why are you crying? Are you not happy? " He tried to touch her cheek but she slapped his hand. " Why? Eden why? " She cried, hiding her face in her palms, " Why did you do this? Why did you come back like a nightmare? Why did you become like this? WHY? WHY? WHY? " She was shouting like a maniac push
COLORS CHAPTER 22.
DIANNAHe was silent but his spirit was screaming. So loudly I wanted to cover my ears and wish I was deaf too. He was shaking so was I. When I held him close, I didn't know. His head was leaning on my chest, laying on the cold floor. I was holding him so tightly as if I would protect him from all those horrible things already done to him.My cheeks were soaking wet and my fingers were brushing his soft hair. We stayed in our position because it was so comforting. No one wants to break it." I'm not a monster. " He whispered, I could hardly hear him. " I can be anything but not a monster. Dianna. " I cried but hushed him as if he was crying. Yes! He was but from the bottom of his heart with dry eyes. His chanting was getting loud as if he wanted to poke those words into my skull. It scared me even more, scared him. Because he doesn't sound well. He sounds. Like sick. Again, I wished I was deaf too. His voice was too audibly firm and painful when he started shouting, throwing his hands
COLORS CHAPTER 23.
ADNAN" Miss me? Baba-Jan. " I whispered, with a victory smile on my face behind the surgical mask. The old man's eyes widened, in horror. Good! He knows who to fear." Shh...don't make noise. Baba-Jan. " I said, before ripping out the needle attached to his hand and throwing the messy wires aside. His oxygen mask's started to get thick steam, he was breathing in fear.Perfect!" It must be boring for you to stare at the hospital's ceiling all day but now you don't have to worry. I'm going to take you somewhere and you'll love it. " I smiled, he furiously shook but his hands and legs didn't move. The poor man can't even move his body as he wishes. I take off my mask and rip the white coat off from my figure, leaving myself in a pair of dark jeans and a white t-shirt." You didn't answer my question. Baba-Jan. Did you miss me? " I grinned, and his dead skin turn even pale. I snorted, " Of course! You did, that was the last thing you said to me before dropping me to the pit of the cliff
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ADNAN " I thought, Mr. Altaf was the last person to die. " Alvord whispered, watching me with his suspicious gaze. " Why is this person here, Adnan? " He asked but I just smirked. There was a heartbeat of silence before I confessed. " Mr. Altaf was just a puppet. Alvord. The person inside is the one who provoke my b**tard father-in-law. In other words, that person is the last target of my revenge. " " Wait...Wait a minute. Are you saying that..." He didn't complete his sentence but his eyes asked, anyway. I just nodded, I could see the pity in his gaze. But I don't want this. " Anyway! You can go now. From here our ways are apart. " " What about the dead body? " He asked, lowering his head as if he wasn't happy to be free. " No worries. The police will take care of it. " His head snapped at me, his eyes were ready to fall off. I smiled, coming closer to him for a hug. He was trembling not with fear but with my reply. " Are you going to surrender? " He asked, resting his fist on
COLORS CHAPTER 1.
" For the villains who were once a hero." The cold breeze engulfs her and compels her to close her eyes even though it doesn't matter. Her open eyes or close, they only show darkness. Her face felt the cold winds hitting her cheeks softly. It was a relief and blessing at least she could feel it. The beauty of the town was on the point of termination but for her, it was still beautiful because she only felt with her heart. Her Allah had given her enough power to feel what winter feels like and she was blessed and thankful. So what if she can't see? Sometimes the colors of the world become dull, not feelings. She heard small approaching steps, and a smile droned to her lips. " Did you find it? " She asked with her big eyes filled with curiosity and excitement. " Yeah! Yeah! Here is your snowdrop. " She felt someone bring her hand forth and made her hold a few sticks which felt fresh and slightly wet. Her smile widened and she leaned it closer to her nose. A sweet and relieving scent
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