Chapter 40

"My hatred for you is deeper than the ocean but my obsession runs even deeper than that." -RAGNAR

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TWO YEARS LATER

When fear had become a part of life and one had forgotten their true self. The glory they once lived in was never reachable ever again. The sorrow of losing everything including oneself turns into a trauma of a lifetime.

Sasha lay on the soft mattress.

She was all clean from the previous assaults.

She was dressed in a soft baby pink colored dress with her body wrapped in bandages beneath the softness of the dress. A blanket covering her body and her soft long hair scattered everywhere around her.

The room was cozy, the candles were lit in every corner of the room. The yellow shade reflected everywhere in the room including his face.

He lay beside her.

His elbow dug into the pillow beside her head, his hand propping up his cheek as he silently gazed down at her, barely blinking. Lots of thoughts were marathoning in his mind as his eyes caressed her features