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She pulled her hand away from mine, looking in the other direction. I remained quiet and as minutes passed by  she realized that her silent treatment wasn't enough to stir up a response. She looked me in the eye, and I could see the pain, I could see that I could have saved her and I didn't, I could see that I was partly if not entirely responsible for her suffering. Fighting back tears, she managed to speak, , "You knew all along, didn't you?". Too scared to look at her I kept gazing forward, while I could sense her fluctuating attempts to confront me, look me in the eye. I had to answer her, I owed that to her, I owed her a whole lot more than that, but even though I had anticipated this day, I had known I would have to answer her questions, even though I had assembled answers to those questions and practiced them, even when I had mustered up justifications to give to her, at that very moment I had nothing, absolutely nothing. "I did, all along. I wanted t

Dhaane wale tu aksar bhool jaate hain Sitam jin pe hota hai, woh humesha yaad rakhte hain

She choked on her own screams, to muffle down the sound she stuffed her mouth with the nearest piece of cloth , which against all the hygienic odds was drenched in her own blood. She smiled in  agony as the dried blood started to dissolve into her mouth leaving a salty metallic taste. It wasn't until then that she became aware of the moisture on her face, tears had made way out of her tightly shut eyes, tears that she wasn't allowed to shed. Freeing one of her hands from her captor's clutch she wiped them off, all at once. The movement made him turn around and he smirked. He smirked proudly on how he had tamed this mouthy bitch into an obedient dog.