Chapter 10
Triston’s
sdays passed i
s passed in a haze.
He tried many times to go to the hospital for treatment, but the doctors shook their heads and sighed when they saw his symptoms.
His health deteriorated further, with more and more bumps appearing on his face and body.
There was still a nauseating smell lingering.
He could not accept that he had become like this.
So, he hid in the house where we used to live together, numbing himself with those memories.
He started drinking heavily, trying to numb himself with alcohol.
But whenever he got drunk, the images in his mind became clearer and clearer.
He always remembered the figure of Saniya,
Her smile, her tears, and the resolute silhouette of her leaving
These images haunted him like a nightmare, entangling him and preventing him from escaping.
Once, he ran out in a confused state after getting drunk
He ran around on the street, attracting the attention of passersby who looked at him with disgust and disdain.
He accidentally bumped into a passerby, and the passerby cursed loudly, “What’s wrong with you? You’re so dirty! Stay away from me!”
Triston stood still in confusion and helplessness. His eyes filled with bewilderment.
He could never have imagined that in just one year’s time, he would end up in such a situation.
Suddenly, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky.
Soon, a heavy rain shower started and Triston got soaked like a drowned rat.
He wandered aimlessly around the street, completely drenched, before returning home.
He arrived home and inmediately developed a high fever. He lay alone in bed, breathing heavily and weakly.
There was no one around to take care of him.
He looked out of the window and saw lightning and heard thunder, feeling a fear and loneliness he had never experienced before.
his knew that all of this was his own doing
He himself destroyed the possibility of his own happy life.
When the dawn’s first light streamed through the window onto his face, there was no trace of vitality left in Triston’s eyes.
His hands hung weakly by the side of the bed, devold of any vitality.
And so, he ended his pititulle in endless loneliness and regret.
And Saniya, who was far away in a foreign country, knew nothing about it.
She continued her life, chasing her dreams,
