VANYA'S POV
“ But then maybe our stories were never meant to be told.”
The lyrics I've heard yesterday seems like it has struck in the back of my head. Even though my heart aches but still my consciousness wasn't rubbing it through my head. Maybe because that line tells a lot about my situation. Just like my and Dhruv story were maybe never meant to have our own happy ending.
Inhaling a deep breathe, I forced my feet to move towards the therapy room. As I walk passed patient rooms, I observed nothing but paleness as if there was nothing special in those rooms. But could anyone's life be more cursed than mine? Maybe, not.
I glanced at the blue bulb glowing above the door of therapy room and released a low sigh. I bite my lips in nervousness and sat on the waiting bench which was emp
