Mysterious Night

It was at 2 am. I woke up from deep sleep. My eyes were trying to adjust to the darkness of the room. I felt the soft touch of Shreya’s hand when she interlocked my fingers. She still has this habit even after 5 years of our marriage. I moved closer to her with a smile on my lips. Trying to get a clear glimpse of her face in the brightness of a street light hitting our glass window.

I noticed a curve on her nose for the first time. It didn’t take much time for me to realise that the woman sleeping beside me isn’t my wife. My heartbeat just dropped and my eyes were wide open. I reached for mobile under the pillow and hoped it to be a dream. Quickly turned on the screen and saw her closely in that light. I was completely shocked! I took a deep breath and tried to make sense of this strange situation.

Curly hair, charming face and a nice jawline. I was terrified to look at this beautiful woman sleeping peacefully in a nightdress. My brain rushed with several thoughts.

“Am I dreaming? Is this my home? Where am I? Where is Shreya?”.

I looked around and realised it was my bedroom, nothing has changed. I got up from the bed to turn on the lights. My brain stopped thinking after what I saw on the floor.

Shreya was dead in the puddle of her blood! My legs started shivering and I couldn’t stand anymore. I was on my knees beside Shreya’s dead body. I was speechless with tears running from my eyes.

To be continued?