PROLOGUE
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The air here is so soothing and peaceful. I don't want to go back. I want to feel this moment of peace as much as I can be. I am totally destroyed and way beyond to be fixed. I don't want to be fixed. I just want a small amount of love for me only. I didn't want anything else. But I am not the person to be loved. I am just for hatred. Every one, my parents, my husband, every one hates me. I can't bear their hatred now. I just want to feel this peace till my last breath when I jump from here.
Anya was in her deep thoughts and totally consumed in that moment. She was just one step away from her fall from 20 story building roof top. Her 23 years life is full of miseries, torture. She wants to just end her all miseries. She step ahead to her end when suddenly she was pulled away from the corner and feel a pair of arms around her should and waist.
She was on verge of cry. Even death is cruel towards her. "How dare you to think to leave me. How could you do this to me". She startled to hear the voice of her husband. She opened her eyes and looked up to see the person who saved her. It was him. It was her husband. She looked towards him with teary eyes. Now what torture remains for which he saved her. She broke and the world around her starting spinning. She just uttered only a single word before loosing conscious "Why"
Sylvester embraced her in his arms tightly as he feel her body going numb. He knew that she passed. He sat there on the roof floor having her body in his arms. His mind was totally blank. He knew that what he had do with her is inhuman. He broke her already broken soul into more small pieces. He just wanted to amend his mistakes.
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