Description
'Why, Hey there. I am Vritika living a normal human life with my ordinary boyfriend' Wrong!!! Guess I was always the troubled child with problems to all the invisible solutions. People would often term me as someone who is heartless or a-girl-with-no-feelings but I was the totally opposite to the least of their knowledge. In the utter darkness of night while everyone is sleep, the darkest of my fears would surround me and suffocate me. Little did I know that my past was just structuring me for something that was yet to come and ruin me forever. He was like the Autumn of all seasons and the last rain shower of the year which left the earth in abundance yet decayed. He was the work of craftsmen and the thunder with heavy rain. Most interestingly he was sexually alluring in all the ways possible. Though he wasn't the type of guy I would choose to date yet he became my one and only reason to smile. He made me feel alive and loved. But... yet again... He was gone! He was missing! He was dead! Either I was the one making it all up or he was really there haunting in my dreams. But are ghosts really capable of writing a letter to you?
Prolouge
