Revenge of a docile wife ..
Her love for him died long ago, but she never hated him . But now she hated him to the depth of her bones. She wished she could kill him with her own hands.
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“If only I had a chance.....” she mumbled under her last breath....
A chance.........
She woke up with the blinding sunlight against her .....
‘Did I not die ? Did I escape with a tiny speck of life?’
‘what...? ‘
‘ Am I alive ? .... or Is this a dream?...’
‘Is this all an illision?’
‘Why is god playing with her?’
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Felin remembered everything that happened before her death.....
her grief was earth-shattering......
her regrets were sky high.....
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arukaani · General