TRACES OF LOVE ✔️

3. Moral of the story

This is part 3 of this collaboration story.

This collaboration story is written by a team of writers know as "Quill of writers"

The precious team members are callmesancheti keeshforever rebab197 Paruthivaishali Keeshworld and me ( Inkaholic_)

Thus amazing part is written by my soul sister rebab197 . Maybe she hadn't written tons of the stories but whatever she wrote is worth Oscar deserving. Her creative mind and magic pen had converted her into a skillful writer.

Here are some of her works. Go check these out.

1} Keesh : My pain Healer
2} My poetry book ( PS- Trust me she is best with poems)
3} Watan , Aye mere Watan

4} Traces of love ( Thank you for devoting your time in this story )

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Songs for this chapter :-

(Moral of the story)

(Darmiyan)

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Keerti's pov :

Naksh you chose to break my wings.. not realising that I didn't need them in order to walk away.. you were that
blue crayon of my life that was never enough to color my sky! You broke my trust Naksh you were totally opposite.. I thought you will support me. You will never leave my side.. but you only listened to your family and
you never let me fly.. you never let me fulfill my dream..
I hate you Naksh I just hate you now..!!

My thoughts were disturbed when Auto driver asked me for money.. I payed him the fare and proceeded towards my home..

My bad day turned into a bright one when I saw my mom smiling and giving me a warm welcome..

" How was your day Beta..? " question that she always asks whenever I come back home..

" My day was good. But that ... "

" What happened ? " Mom asked but I didn't want to tell her as she will get worried..

" nothing.. chuck it.. I bought your medicines.. I'll just bring water
then have your medicines okay..! " saying that I just walked to kitchen , brought water and gave medicines to my mom..

" keeeti are you okay..? " mom asked as I was lost in my thoughts of the one who always spoils my day..

" yes mom.. I'm okay.. I'm going to my room" I Said and mom nodded.. I left to my room..

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"You can't kill your inner demons by handling over the sword to someone else . It's your battle . Yours alone .
Fight it and emerge glorious "