𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 [18+]

26: Leaving A Heart Behind

"To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die."

- Thomas Campbell

Rose's POV:

The car moved on as it went forward, leaving behind the trees and the exquisite manor like a perfectly animated movie.

Everything was so unreal.

My breakdown was a surprise, even to me. But I supposed, it was the pent up anger and frustration and everything that had risen up inside me for these past two weeks.

A gasp escaped me as tears fell freely, wetting my cheeks, neck and travelling down my collarbone.

Everything came down at me.

All at once.

I had been captured, abused and that too by my long lost foster sister's fiancée. The fiancée who was a deranged psychopath.

My hand flew to my mouth, trying to contain the sounds that threatened to escape. Eventually, I gave into my vulnerability as gasps of sobs made their way through my body, shaking my very core.

"Madam-" The worried voice of the Uber driver called out. I glanced up, taking a peek at the middle aged man who was observing me through the back view mirror intently.

Nodding at him, I hastily wiped away the tears that blurred my vision, looking out.

The night was so starry.... The stars adorned the sky like fine mirrors adorning a piece of immaculate silk....

What if I was normal?

What if I had parents like normal people?

What if I had never met that guy?

What if.....

And this time, I couldn't contain myself. I couldn't contain the wail that burst through, the sound of my cries echoing into the small car, mingling along with the skin of the night.

Why me?!

A numb ache began to form inside my chest, ascending to my throat, suffocating me brutally with it's unyielding heaviness until I had to choke.

I was dying.

The mirage of the illusion that surrounded me, was detruncated by the driver's hoarse and panicked voice. But it did nothing to stop my pain.

The vehicle came to a sudden stop, the law of inertia tugging my body forward with much harshness.

"Madame...." The driver's voice cut through the tensed air, "Are you okay? Do you need something?"

I shook my head as tears sufficed. I was exhausted, yet, somehow my body found the energy to let out all of the cancerous emotions that I had come to rearing silently.

I was a mess.

"Please go..." My voice trembled as I pleaded him, the request holding a silent interceded of my involuntariness to share or answer any and everything he might have to ask.

The driver nodded, reluctantly so and started the car, taking me to my destination.

I looked out. The trees were moving behind quickly as the car speeded, the silver moon of half shone brightly in the sky, dazzling it. I lowered the glass, the cool wind hitting my face immediately with all it's jolliness. Breeze blew, through the trees and the forests, swirling and twirling, touching every single leaf that danced along with the gentle flow of the wind.

Autumn was fading away, into the nature. The wind felt like a messenger, the messenger of winter's glorious, hazy and snowy arrival.

I shivered as another gust of wind hit my face.