Chapter 73

• Nightmare
• I walk into the pitch-dark room, reaching for the switch to turn on the lights. My fingers couldn't touch the switch. Like the switch isn't there. But the room is familiar. It is my bedroom with Vishal. The room where we have a thousand sex, say the most cheesy love lines to each other, fight and cry, console and kiss away each other's pain.
• A smile formed on my face as I spotted a bouquet of roses on the bed. I shut the door and walk to the bed. The bouquet has a note on it and I pick it up to read.