Her; That evening was quite different. We had a nasty one last night. When I returned, as usual I rang the door bell once, twice, thrice and the fourth time. Finding no response, I had to use the spare key. Inside the house, there was an unwelcoming numb silence. I searched frantically all the rooms. Everywhere, could find only my things being left over. Everything was wiped off. No trace, nowhere. As I sat down and tried to calm myself, chaos started to build up. My throat had dried up. It desperately quenched for a glass of water. Deep within me, I felt everything in despair. Nothing was feeling right and darkness was beginning to dawn on me. Then I noticed, on our bed, lieing black chiffon attire from last night that was stripped off. As I sniffed and carressed it with my palms, it still had that warmth and scent preserved. A swift of white light just seemed passed through my soul. I couldn't hold myself any further. I rushed through the front door, left open behind and like a mad man, I went running into the streets and just disappeared into that black night. She had broken the shackles and escaped the cage that I had built around with my words. She left with my Soul that was held trapped in Her. Now I sensed, she had left Her black chiffon Saree with a purpose !! (Trapped Soul) #yqbaba #yourquote #aestheticthoughts #peppeboy #yqenglish #her_series #fiction #trappedsoul
