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She is standing numb, still feeling the same nausea. She can’t feel any touch; no air is getting through her body. She is all sweating. She is trying hard to understand what just happened. Her stomach is crying and making sounds and pushing her to lie down on earth. Her feet have no energy to stand but still she can’t sit. She can’t relax.

It’s her fate now she knows that but still she doesn't want to accept it now. Though she is tired of wasting her time but still she wants to follow her instinct. Her heart is still pounding for the same person it used to be. She still has same feeling for him.

But it’s too late to realize that. Her mind has stopped supporting her. She can’t think of anything. She is sacred of what she did to herself. She is angry that why did she take this step. She was happy before. She could have easily eloped with the situation. She could have controlled her anger. At least she could have tried.

No it wasn't her fault alone. It was his idea. And now everything is scattered. She never thought that this is going to end this way otherwise she would have not fallen into the trap which life had planned for her. Of course it was a trap. It was planned to break her fairy tale world. It was a conspiracy of life against her.

No it was not her fault. She was forced by the situation to do this. She actually didn't have any option like giving a try. In fact, how could she even fight someone back who himself backed off.

She is staring at her wall clock. She is listening to the tick-tock- tick-tock of clock. Her mother used to say that in this world you live alone, you die alone and then sometimes there seems to be no use of no matter what you do, with whom you do. In the end, you only going to stand beside yourself. At such moment only you are going to understand your feelings. No one else would, in fact no one else could.

Today she is feeling the same way. She was so right in being full of aspirational for her career and skills. Because today she has nothing in her hands and by her side to rely upon, only she can do is to console her, to convince herself that everything will be alright, when reality is that nothing is alright and nothing going to be so.

She is holding an empty bottle of white wine in her hands and she is looking at bottle of Unisom lying on the floor.  She has never felt so in scared. But today her numbness is making her feel so. What if no one comes to open the door in time, what if she failed and actually dies!

She rushed to the Unisom bottle and when found it empty.  She shouted for help. But no one was in the house. She realized that time has come and it's too late. She has committed suicide and now there is no use of feeling guilty about it though she can't help herself by feeling so.

With lot of pain she dragged her body to the wall and with a black marker wrote on it- “I will love you forever, peace out”.