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The Colours of Denial QUOTES

The Colours of Denial QUOTES

1 " She could feel him, glaring at her with a psychotic look in his eyes, taking pleasure in her suffering, using it to fuel his next move. "

― Arti Manani , The Colours of Denial

2 " There was something unnerving about her surroundings. She was unsure, not knowing whether this was her paranoia kicking in, or a warning. How could you tell? "

― Arti Manani , The Colours of Denial

3 " He was watching her and she knew it. She couldn't see him, she couldn't hear him, but he was there. She could feel him. "

― Arti Manani , The Colours of Denial

4 " Sophia recognised the innocence of his intentions no matter how many times they made her bleed. She'd fallen for him, blinded by the light that he'd shone in her eyes. Blinded by the warm sensation of love inside her that was stronger than any other feeling. Stronger than the times when he would pierce her soul with insecurities and paranoia, when he would lock her in the dark and make her feel like she was unworthy. Unworthy of light, unworthy of him. "

― Arti Manani , The Colours of Denial

5 " She held her breath, a desperate attempt to slow down her heartbeat, a desperate attempt to get away. One second. Two seconds. Three. Four. Five, Six. Seven seconds. Suicide. She crashed into the door frame, gasping for air. She'd given herself away and now he knew she was there, alone, afraid, standing there on the other side of the wall. She'd given herself away. "

― Arti Manani , The Colours of Denial

6 " She was kidnapped, held hostage in her own nightmare, being tortured by her own mind. "

― Arti Manani , The Colours of Denial

7 " Her dark thoughts spilled like a large coffee overflowing in an espresso cup. The coffee was bitter and strong, full of caffeine. It was a drug she didn't like, an addiction of darkness that was embedded inside her. It was a coffee being served without a smile, and one that she didn't want to drink. "

― Arti Manani , The Colours of Denial

8 " They'd lay there and watch the magical show in the sky as it transformed from one colour to the next, before fading into darkness in a matter of moments. The sun had a split personality of its own. "

― Arti Manani , The Colours of Denial

9 " The voices inside her head had awakened from their peace as they hissed in whisper through her ears. They slithered inside Sophia's mind and through her thoughts, entrancing her under a spell of anxiety, spilling all of her worries that she had stored away. "

― Arti Manani , The Colours of Denial