LESLIE’S POVNight has fallen and for some reason, the sky is dark tonight. Way too dark. There is not a single hint of star in the sky and the moon keeps peeking in and out of dark clouds that keep floating past it. I find it ominous that the moon chose tonight to be powerless. It chose the very m
I sit like that in silence until I feel someone’s presence beside me. Grandfather. The rock is wide enough for two and he doesn't ask for an invitation before he sits beside me. If I wanted to jerk away from him, it’s already too late. So, I just sit, trying hard not to let my anxiety show. “The
LESLIE’S POVI heard him wrong–that’s the first thought that crosses my mind. The waves are loud. They must have muffled his words, distorted them somehow and made me hear something entirely different. Something ridiculous. So I wait, I wait for the waves to crash and for the momentary silence that
LESLIE’S POV“Why?” I croak out, “Why did you make us believe you were ill?” Why did you deceive me? I want to ask but I tuck the question away, afraid of how vulnerable and hurt I’ll sound to him. He didn’t deceive just me, he deceived Kian as well. Grandfather avoids looking at me as he begins,
LESLIE’S POV“We need to talk.”She says ‘talk’ but she stands like she is battle ready. Her eyes have that same look of utter disdain and disregard for me that I have already gotten used to. It’s alarming that she left the campsite to find me here and for a second, a flicker of worry coils deep ins
I still remember the sharp pain I felt in my chest when she suddenly made that announcement in the hospital ward. Those words had widened the gaping hole from seeing my grandmother lifeless in a morgue. It was the moment my entire world came crashing down and yet—“And yet you ask me what you have d
LESLIE’S POVPASTTHREE YEARS AGO–A WEEK AFTER THE PARTY.My boss is having a meeting outside the office today and I am with him. Usually, the job of going out with him to meetings lies with Peter but he has casually said it several times that I am more efficient than Peter during meetings like tha
There, I returned to work but I could barely focus. I’ve been holding up so well but it all just seems too much for me to handle today. The landline on my table rings and I immediately answer. “Come to my office.” he says through the phone. I immediately leap off my seat, smoothening my clothes bef