THE DOOM

The doorbell rings, reclaiming me from ebbing into the bewitching magnetism of his beguiling lips again. My impulse of Ajay being connected to this adversity got him to dive deeper into thoughts, perhaps trying to ponder the potential authenticity of my perceptions. Well, since my mind seems almost so certain that that monster is the mastermind of all this, I thought it wise to just ricochet my eyes around the gorgeous features of the portrayal before me. A bad idea, I would say. How even did I manage to keep him as just a friend? And how long was this friendship of ours?

"Knowing that monster, I can't vouch that he couldn't have done this. What I find difficult to decipher is his ulterior motive to do this. I can't think of anything that would make him do this." Deep speaks.

"I know. I can't wrap my finger around that too. But my impulses are so strongly compelling. This is beyond coincidence." I affirm.

"Okay. We wi..." He starts, but the doorbell rings again countless times, cuttin