"I'm sorry Ashok, I don't feel the same about you", she said and walked away.

Ashok stood there, alone, hoping now he could wake up from this nightmare. But things were too real for it to be a dream. He could barely see or feel anything. His hands were cold and his feet were numb. He didn't know whether he was still standing, or was lying down unconscious. His existence didn't mean anything at that moment.

He walked back home, not noticing anything around him. But he was not alone. Beside him, was his twin who also walked home with him. They looked the same, but had two different faces. One was completely normal, aware of his surroundings and raised no suspicion. The other could barely see anything around, walking aimlessly,...