6 Months Later:-
I was sitting on the rooftop, gazing at the stars. I smiled a little as I stared at them. I am much skinnier now. I feel so empty now. I felt too numb to even comprehend a beautiful thing. My Shy and Optimistic nature had been replaced by a cold and void one. Like, I am in a bottomless pit. And I am falling deeper and deeper into that abyss. I felt like my soul was being tormented over and over again. I have lost my strength.
I want to release myself from this agony. Last month, I tried to free myself by cutting my wrist and surprisingly, It felt good. This physical pain is far more pleasurable than my mental torture. My mind is being tormented endlessly. I am losing hope by each passing second. I am stuck in the maze of anguish; filled with doubts. If I love him that much, then, Why did I let him go? Desmond took my will to live with him. Breaking the little part which was only left. Desmond was right, It will break me...
