Cry Of Evil : Poisoned Wounds. {HBC}
{Chapter- 14} Fault?
"To the world you may be one person, but to one person you are the whole world."
In the hollow of my chest. there's a void-a cavern where her laughter used to echo.
My daughter, a constellation of dreams, slipped through my fingers like a Stardust.
Was it my fault? Did I miss the sign-the way a mother's intuition should have caught the tremor in her voice?
When her Father left, he took more than his suitcase....
He took a piece of our shared history....
He took my laughter, my trust....
I rose before the sun, my footsteps echoing through the narrow corridors.
My steps stops when hear a clashing sound.
Nisha Roy
Shit!... Sorry... mom... I didn’t mean to break your vase...
Mrs. Radhika Roy
It's okay-
The kitchen bacame my sanctuary, where I brewed hope in a chipped teapot.
I worked double shifts...
My fingers dancing across cash register, my back curved like a question mark.
What happened even after doing this exhausting works?
I couldn’t keep up with my daughter's hope right?
Guilt wraps around my throat like a noose.
I am the VILLAIN-that shadow that crept into her sunlight.
Nisha, forgive me.... I am the villain....
The one who couldn’t keep you safe.💔
Comments
𝑴𝒔. 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕
So now after the long absence of her daughter, Nisha's mother is blaming herself... it's sad how we understand the value that someone holds for us when we don't have them around anymore..
~reader from HBC
2024-09-02
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𝑴𝒔. 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕
This line is lovely ✨
~reader from HBC
2024-08-27
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Annalise
🫶🫶
2024-07-05
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