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Crimsoned Shades (In Caption) It was the ring I h

Crimsoned Shades 
(In Caption) It was the ring I have seen for life. A ring with skull and an arrow carved on black metal. I found this after 3 years again. I put it around my neck in a chain, The owner of this ring was my husband. A man of pride and my love.
It have been 5 years of our married life, We have been really happy,we shifted in our new home at the time of our marriage, and the bedroom and it's bed was something we never left for whole 1 week. All the curtains of the house was marked with our love, but our life took a turn on the death of my baby and then My husband's suicide. But every story has two sides,my story is the same.
"Will you tell me where the hell you were out this late Akansha...??"
"Arvin why are you acting this way, you know well emergency often happens in hospital"
"I am a businessman too...well Emergency or you were with your boyfriend again..!!"
"Get a hold on yourself Arvin,I don't have any boyfr...."
"Slap" and a sound rang through the house. It's nothing new or strange to me. This happened often until I got pregnant, somehow those 9 month went in peace with minor injuries on my face and head,but my son changed my life and that same bed became his favourite spot for Sleeping and there he slept forever after a week of his birth. I was shattered just like my dreams for him
"I got rid of that baby.. I can't take another man's baby as my own" it was Arvin's voice.
Crimsoned Shades 
(In Caption) It was the ring I have seen for life. A ring with skull and an arrow carved on black metal. I found this after 3 years again. I put it around my neck in a chain, The owner of this ring was my husband. A man of pride and my love.
It have been 5 years of our married life, We have been really happy,we shifted in our new home at the time of our marriage, and the bedroom and it's bed was something we never left for whole 1 week. All the curtains of the house was marked with our love, but our life took a turn on the death of my baby and then My husband's suicide. But every story has two sides,my story is the same.
"Will you tell me where the hell you were out this late Akansha...??"
"Arvin why are you acting this way, you know well emergency often happens in hospital"
"I am a businessman too...well Emergency or you were with your boyfriend again..!!"
"Get a hold on yourself Arvin,I don't have any boyfr...."
"Slap" and a sound rang through the house. It's nothing new or strange to me. This happened often until I got pregnant, somehow those 9 month went in peace with minor injuries on my face and head,but my son changed my life and that same bed became his favourite spot for Sleeping and there he slept forever after a week of his birth. I was shattered just like my dreams for him
"I got rid of that baby.. I can't take another man's baby as my own" it was Arvin's voice.
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