VELVET REIGN
perfume trails left behind by ghosts that never touched her. Ananya walked through them
lways did - behind her back,
today? Looks like someth
stitch those sa
shoes ar
nd her neck, seeped into her skin, slithered under her uniform. These weren't
like they were being filmed - orbiting her like polished moons. They had names like Mehek, Diya, and Anushka, and eyes trained in the art
y anymore. Not i
focused on her steps, clutching her books as if
nd when Ananya knew the answer. Mr. Sen barely glanced her way during discussions, though she stayed up la
use of the cracked mirror and leaky tap. She locked herself inside the last cubicle, her sanctuary, and pulled out her diary. A
w, fingers trembling with the
t they don't se
on't know what it mea
t walk these ha
my name and taste re
ng back at her like a promi
hen she
tst
.. gi
ce this time. D
eath c
ty washroom corridor. "Yo, let'
ide the cubicle. She stiffened, clutching the
oice - warm, a
was
ss. The one who had smiled
here," he said, low
dn't a
to bite, are you?"
her spine. Her pulse quickened. Was he m
was si
gentle knock
any
blin
id he
y, as if reading her mind. "The one you left
remember
Her deepe
de her like wild j
voice lower now, velvet and careful. "Bu
o the walls. Hide fore
is eyes - deep brown, curious, lit with somethi
anyone noticed m
ed. "The first da
eath h
ween them - not awkward, but full.
name?" she
led. "
ra
id across her se
otsteps again. Hig
rav mutter
e next cubicle, s
air like glass. "Ugh, even the
h her entourage, th
ed. Her sanctu
said, inspecting her lip gloss in the mirror. "Bet she's crying ag
s throa
seen he
wo
secr
ard it too. She coul
her thinking someone would ever like her? Po
a p
of too-lo
or beside Anan
steppe
ya g
linked. "What ar
"Wondering how someone so b
s stared
collar. "You read her diary? Then you sh
m - brushing Ananya's cubicle door with his fin
as spee
with disbelief. Her fingers brushed over the di
slowly, eyes m
sm
broken
owin
ays still
e, they whis