I had done it, all of it.
All of which I never wanted to do.
I had hurt her.
I had risked her life....again....
I had made her suffer.
I had caused her enough pain to last an eternity.
And here I was, getting ready to do give here more pain, getting ready to do what I always wanted and never wanted to do.
I took a deep breath, and the scent of her blood burned my throat like white hot knifes, though I did not have any urge to drink it.
Yes….This just proves it, I am a monster. How could I even think about my thirst when she was suffering because of me?
Because of me…yes, it’s entirely my fault.
I ignored the throbbing in my throat and injected the venom straight into her heart...the دل which will stop beating soon, the دل which was the reason for me to live, the دل which she had دیا to me to keep محفوظ just like how I had دیا her my silent heart, because of my selfishness, it was going to stop beating.....forever.