The candle flickered . Like her mind. She looked inward for a moment - a captive of her own emotions and actions . …is she answerable to anyone ?
She looked at herself again – another persona emerged. Someone she could not recognize, understand or condone .
The choices were in front of her .She knew that she had to kill the other to live her life again .
Love is a conflict between reflexes and reflections . She had read that somewhere . She read it again in her life now .
She made the choice. She now needs to live with it - to live with herself again