07-11-2018, 08:58 AM
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Chapter 34
I slept like a dead man that night. In the morning, lying in my bed, I watched Meera getting ready for work and leave. I chose to stay in the bed. I felt no need to wake up. By the time I woke up, the world around me had become a blur. It looked like I hadn't slept in many days, and when I did, my dreams were nightmares that refused to fade away even in the morning. I was living a dream. What was clear in a dream, suddenly made no sense. Including the fact that you are awake.
"It was awesome baby!" Meera's voice echoed in and out of my dreams. She was in my bed, lying nude, her legs both up in the air, receiving that awesomeness between them. I could see her man, an old man in his fifties, moving his hip down and down, deep into her. I couldn't watch it anymore. My wife was taken. When she asked me if I wanted to watch, I was thrilled of such a possibility. I thought it would be amazing to watch her doing that. But it wasn't. When I saw it in my dreams, they turned out to be nightmares. Because she was pleased by being taken. I couldn't watch it.
I closed my eyes.
When I closed my eyes, it forced me to look at the darkness inside. In a nightmare, every choice you make is wrong one. And it's outcome is another nightmare. It never cease to exist.
I knew I had committed a sin. I had become the sin.
I felt I need to be punished for what I had done.
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