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The other side of my mind.
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The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end.
“shit.” I hissed before turning around to face him. My back pressed against the wall, my hands balling up into a tight fist.
His gun had been pointing right at me. His smile curved into a wicked one.
“Setsuko.” I begged. “please.”
He didn't budge.
“I love you.” My voice had been nothing short of terror, fear and complete desolation.
The man before me, my husband. The man whom I ran away from home to marry, raised two beautiful children with, loved so much —stood before me to end my life just like he ended the life of our two children.
My soul ached in grief. A grieving mother I was, who now looked death in the face.
“Sorry, Hanoko.” his voice was shrewd and monotonous.
“SETSUKO!”
The space of time for me became laggard. The explosion of the gun and the sound of the bullet ripping through the air blew up in my head.The sharp pain that ripped through my chest and the blood that now dripped from the corners of your lips broke my heart.
How could he look me in the eye and do this?
To my knees I fell, my consciousness draining from every nook and cranny of my body.
—
Something brushed my face. My eyes peel open and the moment I attempted to move my hand, I hissed in pain. For a moment I couldn't feel my legs, my throat had been dry and it burned and my face muscles felt stiff....
The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end.
“shit.” I hissed before turning around to face him. My back pressed against the wall, my hands balling up into a tight fist.
His gun had been pointing right at me. His smile curved into a wicked one.
“Setsuko.” I begged. “please.”
He didn't budge.
“I love you.” My voice had been nothing short of terror, fear and complete desolation.
The man before me, my husband. The man whom I ran away from home to marry, raised two beautiful children with, loved so much —stood before me to end my life just like he ended the life of our two children.
My soul ached in grief. A grieving mother I was, who now looked death in the face.
“Sorry, Hanoko.” his voice was shrewd and monotonous.
“SETSUKO!”
The space of time for me became laggard. The explosion of the gun and the sound of the bullet ripping through the air blew up in my head.The sharp pain that ripped through my chest and the blood that now dripped from the corners of your lips broke my heart.
How could he look me in the eye and do this?
To my knees I fell, my consciousness draining from every nook and cranny of my body.
—
Something brushed my face. My eyes peel open and the moment I attempted to move my hand, I hissed in pain. For a moment I couldn't feel my legs, my throat had been dry and it burned and my face muscles felt stiff....
