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Destiny Faith Cabrerra Mehta " CHAIN BREAKER " (जंजीर तोड़ने वाला).

EPILOGUE

She was wearing her infinity ring, she was right in front of the french window, smoking her last cigarette. She was waiting for something, she doesn't even know what it is? Of course she knows, she walked away from the window pane. She went to the mini bar, she poured some Johnny Walker to her, square glass. She went outside to her terrace, she was watching the pool. As she was trying, to see every drop of raindrops to the water. Melancholy is arising through her. She tried to take a step through her pumps, she touched her wrist watch up to her arms. She turned around. She decided to walk through the side of the pool, contemplating. Through the rain she was taking her steps. You can even hear the steps of her black heels.

She heard a car engine stopped through the gate. She was phoned by an unknown number, she answered the call, it was a husky voice.

"Hello?" in a soft tone. It was a man.

"Buenos dias." she answered it.

"Español?" he asked, but he knows what is the real thing.

"I can speak your language" she said.

"Well, I'm inside the car, I can see what you are wearing, hmmm? What you think? Describe yourself!" he was a bit anxious.

From the huskiness of his voice to the moment he swallowed the lump of his throat, she can hear it. Without saying anything. She walked to the gate with the phone still on her ears. She motioned to let him in. It was a Phantom Rolls Royce. It was black as phanter, matte.

"You have an exquisite taste." she added.

"I want you in my car." he exclaimed with the softness that you can't imagine.

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I was at a certain gathering as it is called. I was bones and skins, my collar bones were visible. I was 23. V-neck line second strap was off of both my shoulders. It was figure hugging. Straight cut down to my heels. My color at that night was luminous. I was of Burgundy. I was indeed velvet, softness of my skin was not of the norms.

I was alone. It felt like I was an outcast. I was holding a cocktail glass, it was bloody mary. Everyone was trying to be of conversation and socializing. It was rare for her to be different. Even her drink was complimenting her gown. And as she roamed around even outside the convention area they have the same color it was gold. She was sight seeing, looks like they are not allowed to drink something else but I was allowed? I was of anxiety. Their glasses were filled with gold glitters.

The grand chandelier was magnificent. The orchestra was there, playing its last tune, it was moonlight sonata.

The clock was ticking. The time was 2 AM to be exact. I saw myself on the spotlight suddenly. I saw an aisle, it was velvet like the dress that was of peculiarity when I received it. It was the same color exactly as what I was wearing.

She noticed that everyone was gone. The silence was deafening. She tried to move.

The spotlight was moving and its very unusual to me. Do I need to take one more step? I was asking myself. But the movement was continuous and its moving as the direction of the aisle. My breathing was constant. "I will follow this light" that's what I said. It was unending. I saw a shadow. And it was gone. The light came on. And applause were all over the place. I didn't understand. Everything is just so surreal, I can't fathom what's happening.

Ang sumpay ning sugilanon.

It was a fine day. I was about to go out of my room. I am tired of thinking different things at once. I am in my house. My parents left this house. They died in a car crash when they were still in a University. Up until now I want to understand the riches that I have when I was a kid when I don’t have parents at all. I mean, they told me what happened to them but it was being analyzed by my thoughts when I was about to finish. I have a housekeeper with me, I had a nanny, I thought she was my mother for long years but after few years she went out of my life like my feelings was of not of importance at all. All that’s left was my housekeeper and my driver. I learned to be independent a little bit.

She heard a knock on her door. It’s her housekeeper. “So there’s something again?” she asked. The housekeeper’s name is Ciara. She is nearly 60 years old. She received the box and signed it. For how many years it has been like this since I was a kid I learned to have a signature since graders. I have my own bank account. I have my own car under my name. The house is under my name. Everything is under my name I have nearly thousands of boxes in my storage room. I did not open any of them. But at this point of time I will. I opened the box since in the card it says “ unknown and this is the last box baby bunny. “ It was a key of a certain car. But I checked the garage the car was not there maybe it’s a scam.I motioned to put the box to the storage room. I went to the kitchen to squeeze some oranges. I always do that every morning since I was 3 years old with my nanny. I can still remember. I was at the balcony thinking about all the boxes , it is somehow peculiar. My first box was when I was 3. I need to open everything today. Or should I? I opened the storage room. All my toys are still in here I didn’t expect that. It was me and my nanny who bought it. I opened the first box that I received when I graduated in my primary. It was a black eye shadow palette. It was given when I was Grade II. It was a collar. I screamed out loud that I couldn’t breathe, my heart stopped for a minute that I lost the catch of my breath. “ Now I know, now I understand” I’m someone’s submissive. I have to check everything. I only opened boxes that I am interested in. This box is when I graduated secondary. It is handcuffs. And laughed about it. I can’t contain the thought of it. I stopped opening boxes cause for me it’s all funny but scary at the same time . There were things that I wonder how to use it in bed. I saw a wand. “ Not Bad” I said. “ This is interesting” quite a bit of lustful thoughts ran through her veins. I had to stop opening, it’s exquisite. My phone rang and I heard his voice again. He is just singing for me It has been like that.since I was a kid.

What if this man that I am listening to , singing lullabies every night on the phone when I was 3 is him. He has different voices, But the same exact number. I am always asking who he is. He always tells me to be the best that I can be.

“ Mi Amor?” I asked.

“How’s everything going? He asked.

I am fine indeed.” I said.

And he dropped the call, just like what he does every time he calls me when I was a kid. He is like a father to me. I love that ever since. I went to the porch to smoke.

was at the middle of my trauma. I went home. Then a package came, I signed it. It was a black studded gown, turtle neck laces and half of it is black smooth velvet, turtle neck balcony. There was a small box made of velvet with stones, I opened it , I saw an engagement ring and a wedding ring. There was a hindi word engraved in it inside the face of the ring, “ Bascha Karagosh”.

Now I’m thinking, was asking myself “ Who are you mi amor?, Were you the person at the spotlight?, I was running towards but you were gone like the dandelions after the winter. My physical attraction is of realism but it seems to me that these are all fantasies.

I was looking at the gown, I was touching it with my eyes closed, then I checked myself in the mirror, I wanted to fit myself, my body and my soul to the dress but I know it was for me, I have my name on the card it says Faith Cabrrera Mehta.

Up until now I couldn’t fathom what happened that night . The Golden crowd, the glittered gold champaigne, the moving spotlight, the orchestra, the convention centre that sets lke golden globes, the bar of golden lights.

There is an instruction that I saw , it says that I have to go to a hotel around 9 am eastern standard time and I would like to go there , Then I received a phone call, then somebody came, it was him, There was the car that he gave me, the duplicate key. I saw him now, I don’t know what to feel. “Good Heavens Is that you Mi Amor”?I touched my chest and my nape, I couldn’t breathe, I feel like I’m dying any moment. How I wish you are of the same person I heard when I was a baby. Black Panther is the color of the Rolls Royce Panthom. “ I want you in my car! He said.

Here are the instructions, the sketch, and the plan.

“Go to the airport, wear the gown, and wear the ring”

Wear the the black studded pumps, You need to be my wife by tomorrow” he said.

“ Now can I get out?” I asked softly, In a softest tone.

“No not yet , You will ride a ferry boat and the wedding is in the island itself. The motif is black, Gothic is the theme. By the way, where can we find a black rose” he asked.

“Istanbul Mi Amor.” I answered.

Right Istanbul”. He said

“I love you but I don’t think you love me” I said teary eyed.

“You have been calling me for the last years , I thought you are my Dad, But obviously you are my arranged marriage, And you know what? I love you that much, But life is cruel cause you sent me to a party I am the only one alienated and outcast.” I stated.

“Okay get out! Of my car! No woman! Now!” He screamed at me.

“Do you know how much money I spent just for you to live the life that you have right now. Do you really think that your parents are wealthy? Ofcourse not!” He stated and exclaimed

“ Goddammit Get out now ! he exclaimed.

“Okay hands up get everything now! Just everything! I said.

“ Darlin I’m just kidding” Oh come on!he said in a sarcastic tone.

“ Here is the car and here is the contract. Think for 7 days” he stated.

Think a million times then sign it if you want” He exclaimed “

“ Fine, Now can I get out” she asked.

“ I told you that this is your car woman!, he stated.

“ Okay Just put it inside the garage and get my Audi R8. Thanks Mi amor “I said.

“Okay I will go now, I like my new car,” then he laughed.

“ I love you Mi amor”

Bye for now my love, Anyways, don’t forget the island wedding and the gown at the airport. If you are not going to do that, I will get everything that you have in one blink, “ I love you”. He stated.

It’s 11pm Eastern standard time, and she wanted to sleep but she was looking at the gown, Well I will try do what he wants, Because I think I love him, I have his number I think I will call him confirmation. I dialed the same number being used that certain morning by the man who owned the car and everything that I have he said.

“Hello? Are you there?” then I sighed

“ I am here Then I laughed, You called me this late for what”he asked tenderly.” Are you ready for tomorrow”? he asked softly.

“Do you need a personal assistant?” He asked. He was thinking if it is right to say I love you to the woman he watched since birth up until this very moment. Waited to grow up into the flower bloomed to its greatest.” “ I love you so much my love”. “ I you only knew how my life can leap a thousand miles just to find you” he stated.

“Okay I will be there, I promise of no doubt.” He stated

Ang sumpay ning atong sugilanon...........

It was 9 am to be exact, I felt a massive pain on my private parts. I tried to stand up ans went to the kitchen to drink some juice an ice cold juice, I was a bit drunk last night , I got up and went downstairs, I opened the refrigerator, I squeezed some and drink it slowly. I still have a hangover. Well I am fond of champaigne and cocktails, but not red wine, I have allergies to red wine, alcohol allergy, I checked the stairs I didn’t vomit. Then I heard the door opened , It was my husband with a woman, I went upstairs to check myself in the mirror, So I took a shower and wore something comfortable, beneath is an anxiety of who the woman is. I tried to understand what I am seeing . The woman is naked, The woman has bruises, scratches and has dirty feet. She is not of that much beauty in my perception I am beautiful in my perception but not of everyone as well.

“My love can you go upstairs?”he asked.

While I am fixing this situation in my suite here in this Island. “

“Okay Mi Amor” she answered but she can’t move, “What I am seeing is? She is insane” I stated to myself.I am having a panic attack.

“Destiny Faith Cabrerra Mheta,Upstairs now!”

“ I’l call an ambulance, I swear mi Amor. I am anxious now, of who is that.” I stated

“This is my little sister, She has a psychiatrist. She has prescribed meds everyday. So you don’t have to worry about it.

“I know you are terrified of her but lets talk about it , after I clean her” he stated.

I was in the cushioned white colored sofa, I am restless , I went to the other room, I saw him putting her clothes on, I was of anxiety again I went back as fast as I can before he will notice that I was trying to watch what he is doing.

I immediately fixed myself, cause I was crying so hard I couldn’t breathe, I got my wallet and wore skinny pants ans chiffon bubble drop blouse.

“ I need to go home” I said.

I went home crying I am shaking of what I saw. I tuned off my phone, I want to fix my documents, I need to get out of the country” I said

“ My love?” he asked teary eyed.

“My love?” he asked teary eyed.

I was finding her but I can’t find her anywhere in my house. And somy tears kept on falling while calling and reading her note.

“I don’t want to be part of your life if your life is your sister .”

“ How much money do I have ?”I talked to myself , he said its his money, I mean all of it , I will get the money I saved from my other account, to fly.” I stated to myself.

“ Oh my God” she left me without further reasons?or is it my sister?” He was of questions on himself.

When she was still a child, I knew , she will be afraid of me because of my psychological disorder because I saw my sister being schizophrenic.

“ Marylou my little sister, I will get out of this island today, my wife is gone she was terrified. Your private psychiatrist will take care of you. Bye for now, I need to go.” He stated his reasons.

I was about to set foot to the ferry boat, with my gown touching each edges to the ground and to the blue waters and to the stones of the part. The velvet was of wetness, and had its volume and weight. My gown was of blackness all over. I am still holding my velvet pouch. The rings was inside it.

I checked the surroundings it’s all blue.

“ I am almost there Mi Amor!” I said.

Now I can see a black motif wedding stylish beach motif.

“I am seeing you Mi Amor”. I stated

“I am seeing you my love ”. He stated.

“You are so beautiful” again he exclaimed!

“ He touched her hand and helped her out the bout. He carried her through the sand. With the pouch still on her hand. It’s a civil wedding. She was tensed and a little excited but anxious. My wedding is out of this world.

“ I heard your voice when I was about three years old, and it has been recorded in my thoughts, from then on I know I loved you, and you will be the man of my life.” She stated.

“Since I saw you to the hospital almost craving for life , I knew you are the woman of my life.”

They exchanged their vows. The rings were worn.

Champaigne with glitters were opened and everyone said “cheers”.

I was looking at the mirror with my gown, I took off my gown quivering. I saw myself my full body reflection with my black lingerie. With my black stilettos.

He checked himself at the mirror at the comfort room, He saw himself dignified. He was looking forward for her wife. He went out of the comfort room. He saw her wife checking herself in the mirror with black lingerie and black heels. She is so beautiful. He turned his stereo on his room of paradise.

He untied his tie at the back of her and breathe on her nape. His tie is white satin.

“I love you” , he said huskily.

“ He touched her nape to her spine., He touched her shoulders down to her arms. He guided her hands up to his nape. She is trying to control her emotions to me.

“ I love you Mi Amor”, teary eyed she clinged on me while looking at the mirror, While I am at the back of her, The mirror is all over the room.

He touched her jaw line to her neck, to her collar bone , to her chest, to her breast. He can feel the softness of the laces covering her breasts.

“I am Luigi Gurnani” he said hoarsely.

“I know, I listened to the judge carefully, and read the contract.

I unclogged the pure laces brassaire of my wife, while looking at the mirror, she can see what he is doing to her while kissing and touching his her earlobes. She was playing with her nipples. As she was told.. She was told to touch her clit while seeing ourselves in the mirror.

“How do you like it”? He asked.

“It feels odd”.I said

“ Don’t stop until will feel wetness all over, something unbearable, I want you to feel confident about your body, about your own skin, about your imperfections, while touching her all over.

I let her lay on her tummy at the edge of the been on her knees, I thrusted one thrust to divirginize her.She was bleeding softly and on and on there was no pain anymore until he as done.

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