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Adam's pov

I was standing outside our room. I don't know why, but I couldn't will myself to open the door and face her. It was maybe because I had committed an unforgivable sin with her.Or maybe it was just because I couldn't see her in this condition.

Not only had I forced myself on her, but I lied, when I told her I would hurt her family. And because of that lie, she was more broken now.

Nonetheless, I slowly pushed open the door and lightly walked towards her. She was asleep. But there was no sign of peace on her face which was brought by falling asleep.

Her brows were upheld causing lines to form on her forehead. Her face held a kind of sadness which couldn't be explained.

She was shivering in her bound state due to only being in her underwear.

Slowly, I opened the cuffs which were tying her hands and ankles to the bedpost, careful not to wake her up.

She moved a little in her sleep, and that is when my eyes travelled to her body. To all the bruises I had given her. And somewhere, deep within my chest, I felt my heart break seeing her in this condition looking so fragile.

I knew there was a reason behind this torture, that she was at fault. But yet my heart kept regretting every abuse my body had done to her.

And so I covered her, shielding her body from my eyes. I brought a blanket upto her neck and she hummed in satisfaction.

My hands travelled itself upto her hair, and I found myself gently stroking her hair, comforting her.

I couldn't stay here any longer. I felt as if a fire was lit on my chest.

Again her words kept ringing in my ears.

Be grateful he is dead now. Because if he would have seen you now, he would've killed himself

And I knew, somewhere she was right.

"I'm sorry," I spoke to her unconscious body, before I left her alone, to wallow in my own self hatred and self pity

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"I wont hurt her again," I murmured as I kept staring at myself in the mirror.

"I won't hurt her again, I won't hurt her again."

But my other self, the virtual self who was trapped in the world of mirrors did not seem to comply with me. He looked disdainful. He wasn't agreeing with what I had decided.

And this is why he spoke to me, from the world which was created by the flicker of my own mind.

"You are pathetic"

And saying that, he started laughing at me. Mocking me. Provoking me.

"NOOOOO. I AM NOT PATHETIC. "

But my words seemed to have no effect on him, when his laughs turned to hollers. He was laughing as if the funniest scene was unfolded infront of him, fuelling my rage and fury.

"STOP FUCKING LAUGHING"

And that is when he looked, his eyes boring deep into my soul.

"Tell me Adam. Why shouldn't I laugh at you. Why shouldn't I laugh at the pathetic being infront of me."

I was silent. I couldn't contradict him

"You still love the girl who betrayed you in the most cruelest way possible. And you ask me not to laugh at you."

And that is when all my control broke. I smacked my hand hard across the mirror breaking it into innumerous tiny pieces.

"I DONT LOVE HER DAMN IT"

Breaking the mirror did not work to my favour, as the virtual Adam's voice was still with me, mocking me with his every word.

"You dont love her, yet you cant punish her for hurting your father. Or maybe you just dont love your father enough. Is that so?"

"No, no, no. I love dad. I love him"

"Then hurt her Adam. Avenge your father. Bring him justice. Punish her"

"I...I cant"

"Just as I expected, pathetic boy"

"I AM NOT PATHETIC."

"THEN PROVE IT. PUNISH HER. HURT HER. BREAK HER"

His voice kept ringing in my head, when I brought my hands to my ears, trying to shield myself from this voice.

But nothing worked. As the same words kept ringing over and over again within my mind

"Hurt her"

"Hurt her"

"Hurt her"

And that is when I lost myself and screamed out.

"NOOOOOOOOO"

"I will punish her, but not this way. I will take my revenge, but not this way. I will avenge my father, but not this way. Not this way. She will suffer. She will pay. She will admit her crimes. But not this way".

So this was Adam, having a convo with his evil side you can say. His father's death left huge mental impact on him from which he still hasn't recovered

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