Chapter 23 4°Celsius

Burning in fire of jealousy.

Tears got dried after pleading for so long.

Wrists had red marks after struggling for so long.

Her chest was heavily moving up and down as she laid on the bed.

Devastated.

Drained.

Destroyed.

Her lips wanted to scream, to plead but all that come out of them were silent rough gasps.

Gasps for more air.

Gasps for calming her chaotic insides.

Beads of sweat lingered on her forehead.

Dropping down on the pillow along with her salty tears.

He didn't help her.

He stayed in the shadows seeing it all but not doing anything.

He wanted to but couldn't.

He was dying piece by piece by doing this to her.

By seeing her in such a state.

But he couldn't step in.

15 minutes were still left for this madness to end.

His eyes kept shifting between the clock and her face.

The way the creases appeared on her forehead as her head moved right and left made him desperate.

Desperate to hold her and tell her she is safe.

But then something unexpected happened.