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CHAPTER 21.
AJ AnaDon't take it to your heart. It's fragile, love. Lots of Love, AJ ANA :)
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COLORS CHAPTER 22.
DIANNAHe was silent but his spirit was screaming. So loudly I wanted to cover my ears and wish I was deaf too. He was shaking so was I. When I held him close, I didn't know. His head was leaning on my chest, laying on the cold floor. I was holding him so tightly as if I would protect him from all those horrible things already done to him.My cheeks were soaking wet and my fingers were brushing his soft hair. We stayed in our position because it was so comforting. No one wants to break it." I'm not a monster. " He whispered, I could hardly hear him. " I can be anything but not a monster. Dianna. " I cried but hushed him as if he was crying. Yes! He was but from the bottom of his heart with dry eyes. His chanting was getting loud as if he wanted to poke those words into my skull. It scared me even more, scared him. Because he doesn't sound well. He sounds. Like sick. Again, I wished I was deaf too. His voice was too audibly firm and painful when he started shouting, throwing his hands
COLORS CHAPTER 23.
ADNAN" Miss me? Baba-Jan. " I whispered, with a victory smile on my face behind the surgical mask. The old man's eyes widened, in horror. Good! He knows who to fear." Shh...don't make noise. Baba-Jan. " I said, before ripping out the needle attached to his hand and throwing the messy wires aside. His oxygen mask's started to get thick steam, he was breathing in fear.Perfect!" It must be boring for you to stare at the hospital's ceiling all day but now you don't have to worry. I'm going to take you somewhere and you'll love it. " I smiled, he furiously shook but his hands and legs didn't move. The poor man can't even move his body as he wishes. I take off my mask and rip the white coat off from my figure, leaving myself in a pair of dark jeans and a white t-shirt." You didn't answer my question. Baba-Jan. Did you miss me? " I grinned, and his dead skin turn even pale. I snorted, " Of course! You did, that was the last thing you said to me before dropping me to the pit of the cliff
COLORS EPILOGUE
ADNAN " I thought, Mr. Altaf was the last person to die. " Alvord whispered, watching me with his suspicious gaze. " Why is this person here, Adnan? " He asked but I just smirked. There was a heartbeat of silence before I confessed. " Mr. Altaf was just a puppet. Alvord. The person inside is the one who provoke my b**tard father-in-law. In other words, that person is the last target of my revenge. " " Wait...Wait a minute. Are you saying that..." He didn't complete his sentence but his eyes asked, anyway. I just nodded, I could see the pity in his gaze. But I don't want this. " Anyway! You can go now. From here our ways are apart. " " What about the dead body? " He asked, lowering his head as if he wasn't happy to be free. " No worries. The police will take care of it. " His head snapped at me, his eyes were ready to fall off. I smiled, coming closer to him for a hug. He was trembling not with fear but with my reply. " Are you going to surrender? " He asked, resting his fist on
COLORS CHAPTER 1.
" For the villains who were once a hero." The cold breeze engulfs her and compels her to close her eyes even though it doesn't matter. Her open eyes or close, they only show darkness. Her face felt the cold winds hitting her cheeks softly. It was a relief and blessing at least she could feel it. The beauty of the town was on the point of termination but for her, it was still beautiful because she only felt with her heart. Her Allah had given her enough power to feel what winter feels like and she was blessed and thankful. So what if she can't see? Sometimes the colors of the world become dull, not feelings. She heard small approaching steps, and a smile droned to her lips. " Did you find it? " She asked with her big eyes filled with curiosity and excitement. " Yeah! Yeah! Here is your snowdrop. " She felt someone bring her hand forth and made her hold a few sticks which felt fresh and slightly wet. Her smile widened and she leaned it closer to her nose. A sweet and relieving scent
COLORS CHAPTER 2.
Morning rays hit her face passing through the panel of the window. She groaned lightly getting up from her place. At the same time, the clock made an ordinary sound seven times, and she sighed. It was early seven, and she hopped off the bed and grabbed a pin. Gathering her all messy yet silky hair-like threads, she cages them into a bun holding her hairpin in her mouth. Suddenly she felt a strange heated gaze over her face. A shiver runs down her body. She was stiff. She lived alone then who was staring at her and from where. Her trembling hands fell to her sides and her lips were still holding the small and delicate pin. Her hair fell on her face and back when she became a statue all of a sudden. Her sweaty forehead was dripping off the droplets. She finally got the clue, the window. The damn window was open. Someone was staring her out of the house. A relief rushed over her mind, someone wasn't inside the house but someone was watching her and she wasn't wearing her hijab. She ga
COLORS CHAPTER 3.
She was walking straight with her head dipped forth between her shoulders which seemed slamming down too. She could feel the tickling session raised all over her body when a cold wind passed through her. Kissing her face and piercing into her bones. She let out a huff in frustration, not knowing what to do next. Amy asked her to come along with her but she refused on the spot, not even giving it a second thought. It might have made Amy's mood sour and she started to plead. The argument didn't go well and they headed back to their path with disappointed and frustrated faces. Now, when she was walking all alone, a sudden chill was making her feel frozen. Like she wasn't alone. This town was small and had a small population, moreover, where she was living rarely people came out of their comfort name, houses. Especially at this hour. She knows it was a whiff of danger. Feeling someone coming close to her, making her sweaty. Her legs started to shake but she increased her pace and mostl
COLORS CHAPTER 4.
A fresh and cold wind passed through her body. Mind felt at ease and amused by the fresh aroma, she just came out of the cab along with Amy when a breeze touched her. A tickling session rose in her whole body. Pure fear was taking a huge place in her heart because she knows, something was waiting for her inside the art gallery. The Art Gallery. Where she wanted to visit and was eager to feel the strong stone walls of it- now when she was standing in front of the building it felt empty. When she heard the news about the building of an art gallery she was dying of excitement but it seemed hollow. Chatting sounds were clear enough to hear and she felt a rush around her. People were eager to get in but guards were checking the pass and invitation cards. "Let's go, Dianna. " Amy held her hand and walked on the long pathway along with the people. She was getting nervous now, her forehead was sweaty- the band-aid surely got wet, but her hijab was hiding the clue of her getting hurt. He
COLORS CHAPTER 5.
With a low groan, she woke up, rubbing her eyes until they ached and got red. She was wide awake the whole damn night until it was time for the Fajr prayer. After praying she finally got some sleep but woke up in a few hours.The morning was bright and a blessing for everyone but for her, it was another day to face the world with blind eyes. She wasn't hungry and skipped it. Making a draft for the bakery shop." As-salamu Alaykum. Auntie. " She greeted her, who replied." Wa Alaykumu s-salam. " But she paused for a second before adding in a worried tone. " What happened, my girl? Didn't sleep well? " She felt a warm hand brush her face and her cheeks were cupped by auntie. " Look at you, how pale you're. Your eyes aren't bright but red and swollen. Is everything okay? " Worries soaked in her voice when caressed her head tenderly." Yes, Auntie, I'm fine. Just couldn't sleep last night and didn't get the idea when it was time for the Fajr." It was a half-lie and half-truth." Oh! My gi
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