I ignored his presence, moving towards the basin beside him. As I closed the distance, the toxic smell entered my system, resulting in coughing loudly. I wasn't able to control it. That smell could suffocate me. I wondered how could someone take that toxic thing inside their body? I pressed my palm tightly so the cough could stop and luckily; it lessened with time.
"Fuck, so annoying." He muttered, staring into the mirror in front of us. I glanced in the direction and found him glancing at me. Our eyes met. I could differentiate the eye colour we both possessed. It was dark brown but his were darker than mine. Those orbs were screaming fury, annoyance, frustration, but deep in some corner, tiredness, agony. I looked away, not able to meet with his intense gaze any further as if it scared me of getting lost in that darkness.
Whatever I am, whoever I am, is due to the readers who read this book. Your support has been a great source of strength on my hard days. I feel valued, capable, and talented because of the constant support you all have showered on me. I am nothing without you. You're my extended family.
Thanks for always supporting me...
Sanjh
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