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The Good, The Bad and The Beautiful
Part 1: The Crossroads
She stood at the crossroads fighting her inner voice. The roads to her either sides threatening to take her in completely different directions throwing all her ideologies to the wind.
On one side was a faithful sinner, who never hesitated in doing everything bad under the sun. He was the same sinner who loved her to bits and pieces. The guy who was a sinner in the eyes of the world, a ruthless cruel man who's heart melted only for her.
On the other side was an unchaste saint, who was literally a wolf under sheep's clothing. He was a betrayer, an adulterer who pretended to love her on the pretext of using her.
That fateful evening, she had to choose a side, and she knew that no matter whatever side she chose, her life would drastically change. A change that would soothe or sore her out, only time would tell.
She stood there alone, starting at the unending darkness, waiting for that one hint from the Universe to help her choose. But sadly, this was a choice she had to make, and she knew that once she chose, there was no looking back. For the fates would be erased and re-written, and she had nothing but time, that would either appalaud her for the path she chose or mock at her for the fate that got dealt her way.
She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breathe. She then started to walk, for once letting her conscience guide her, to the path that she truly deserved. In a way, much before she could realise, even her conscience knew the path that she truly deserved to walk on.
© Impulsiveinspirations
She stood at the crossroads fighting her inner voice. The roads to her either sides threatening to take her in completely different directions throwing all her ideologies to the wind.
On one side was a faithful sinner, who never hesitated in doing everything bad under the sun. He was the same sinner who loved her to bits and pieces. The guy who was a sinner in the eyes of the world, a ruthless cruel man who's heart melted only for her.
On the other side was an unchaste saint, who was literally a wolf under sheep's clothing. He was a betrayer, an adulterer who pretended to love her on the pretext of using her.
That fateful evening, she had to choose a side, and she knew that no matter whatever side she chose, her life would drastically change. A change that would soothe or sore her out, only time would tell.
She stood there alone, starting at the unending darkness, waiting for that one hint from the Universe to help her choose. But sadly, this was a choice she had to make, and she knew that once she chose, there was no looking back. For the fates would be erased and re-written, and she had nothing but time, that would either appalaud her for the path she chose or mock at her for the fate that got dealt her way.
She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breathe. She then started to walk, for once letting her conscience guide her, to the path that she truly deserved. In a way, much before she could realise, even her conscience knew the path that she truly deserved to walk on.
© Impulsiveinspirations
