I can't accept losing you!

10:00 PM. At home.

In the freezing night, his eyes fell on the swimming pool. The sudden urge to relieve the stress that's bothering him kicked in. Strode to the glossy, flat-surfaced, marble-tiled pool area, he gasped heavily as if he's suffocating with the events, "I needed it." Rudra muttered and dived in with no second thought.

Intermittently, when he's in the water, his tensed muscles will relax automatically, as the turquoise water itself was a remedy that soothes his nerves and heals him. It gives him the strength to fight back. In short, it's his heaven.

In those definite moments, he'd kept the past aside, cease to analyze the future, and enjoys being in the water. He doesn't worry about what's wrong, what he's supposed to do, who he'll become in the process of fighting his demons. In its watery embrace, there's only the present, nothing more.

After spending a few hours swimming, he lifted his exhausted body while water droplets were receding from him. Sat on the marble-floor