Epilogue

After the death of Zoe. Jack lost his mind, he was forcefully admitted to mental asylum, where his treatment was monitored.

Karma pulled a great toll on him.

His own mind started playing games with him. He saw Zoe’s face in every memory of the girl he ever tortured.

Jack’s dream…

I hate keeping her underground in the cell. I love her so much. I gave her everything. HOW DARE SHE LEAVE ME? She is my wife. My other half.

I know she is afraid but I love killing. I love the sight when my enemy’s body drain out of blood. And did everything to keep all this away from her, hidden. She is too kind to understand this.

Yet, she saw me killing my own “so called brother”. She didn’t even give me a chance to explain myself.

She is still unconscious. I found her and brought her here. GOD, I missed her, I missed her soft skin, her hazel eyes, her long brown hairs, her smile. But she left me.

“wake up.” I shouted pouring water on her. She opened her eyes. She is observing where she is. Cell is dark and damp, she can’t see me.

“I missed you, My love.” I stepped towards her. Her eyes widened in shock. She can’t move. Her hands are tied above her head and legs secured in chains.

I pulled her cheeks and made my way down. She still doesn’t know that she is naked. I noticed my marks are gone. I marked her everyday leaving red marks on her skin. But now, she doesn’t have one. This makes me angry. She frowned.

“what shall I do with you?” I said picking up the whip from the ground. Tears roll down her eyes after looking at the glass pieces on the end of whip. It is meant to cut the skin.

“P-p-please” she said shivering.

“Don’t worry, I will go gentle on you.” I said pinching her nipple. “Afterall, I still have to mark you.” I completed.

“No” she whispered. Horrors visible in her eyes.

“Don’t do this please, I will tell you everything. Give me a chance. Please “she said struggling hard to break free.

I smiled.

“You need to learn my love. For your own good. Just few days, let me purify you, let me mark you.” I said chuckling. I hate to see her this horrified. I need to teach her.

“MINE” I growl.

In next second, the image of her lifeless body in my arms came.

Her lifeless eyes staring at me.

Jack lost the love of his life.

The only human for whom he could do anything. She died right in front of him, in his arms on the same place where he proposed her.

He holds onto her dead body for hours. Chanting how much he love her to her dead corpse.

She didn’t die at once. He saw her die every day for days.

He apologizes to her corpse for everything. He knew he was wrong, now he knows what’s actually wrong and what’s actually right.

Now he knows what it feels to lose the loved once.

Now he knows the desperation and the pain.

The pain, on which he used to thrive. The pain he once mercilessly grants everyone and anyone.

The king who knew nothing about pain and who thought crying was pathetic. He cried like a baby that day.

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What an irony, the death taught him the greatest lesson of life.

Little did we all know, the day zoe stopped breathing, a new monster was born…….. Aarav.