"But I think this all has been done by Killer M." When she said it, my whole being stiff in dread, my mind couldn’t comprehend the affliction which roamed in my whole being. Burning I hoped deeply my buried sorrow turned visible to her but that’s not the case: Who is she to me that my misery would reach her?
I remained silent, leaning on the wall, closing my eyes, “Are you alright, Sir? It’s just my theory, It didn’t have to be true.” She said, trying to lighten up the tension in the air but the condition of my heart is beyond settling now.
“Damien, my son there’s nothing to worry about. You have Irene.” Dad assured, patting my shoulder but the trepidation in me couldn’t show itself. I removed his hand from my shoulder and went to my room without speaking further.
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