After the fun was over, he was back to being the lonely revenge striven man, who had lost everything he had ever loved.
While the night was quiet, he could still hear the hungry voices of other ghost's outside the gate of his palace, who were munching on the leftovers of the party.
Heck! He was no good man, so he didn't invite the less privileged into his house. But while he was with his thoughts, he held her picture in his hands.
The most beautiful woman he had ever seen, Polina Singh. He wasn't a traditionalist who would believe in a second life coming, at least he would have been happy that they would meet again once she's reborn.
If there was anything he desperately wanted, that would be for a one last chance to set everything right.
At some point, poor Adrik had come to ask himself of the possibility that things wouldn't have escalated to how it is, and the both of them losing their lives if they had told their family,about their feelings for each other.
