Her fear was sitting like a pillow over her nose, bringing enough air into it allowing her body to function but paralyzing slowly. She thought she has forgotten the memory after five long years but the buried nightmare resurfaced again when she recollected it. Once again terror found her and spoke to her in a crackling voice.
[Killing her gives me no sense of satisfaction. I want her crippled for a lifetime]
The words Leena last heard when her demise called upon her on that night. Even now, her nightmares haunt her when she remembers the two persons credible for her dreams to crumble. Driving to the cliff alone was the stupidest thing she has ever done in her life and with the heavy downpour, her brother couldn't come to her rescue on time and Francis was in New York. Leena would have vanished along with the storm if not for the person. He was her knight in shining armor, forever grateful to him.
