Left To His Fate

"Make a promise that you will never leave me, tell me that you will stay with me till the end," Mark asked

Elena stared into his eyes with a smile on her face as she kissed his soft lips, a romantic move that eased Mark's tensed spirit.

"I will never leave you, I love you forever and you will always be my husband no matter the odds," she revealed.

They stared at their wedding rings and made a toast before they kissed each other in perfect harmony.

Mark woke up and coughed aggressively and he realized that the romantic moment he was trapped in was nothing but a bloody dream and his blood was all over the streets, he kept bleeding under the heavy rain but managed to stand with the help of his crutch, he managed to drag his soaked bag off the road and breathed heavily, he groaned in pain while trying to tie up his bleeding leg, people watched as he suffered but none came to help him.

He stared at the cars that drove pass him and the passersby that walked past him with their umb