Ravi woke up to have a glass of water; heard the tinkle of breaking glass!
He froze.
With his heart thudding, he ran towards Ayesha’s room.
The intruder was standing at the top of the staircase. The bullet caught Ravi straight in the heart.
He wished he had said I love you, one last time!
This fiction post is part of the Drabble Week in the group Marathon Bloggers.
ChipsnChutzpah 
woooo. eery, now waiting for the next
Ha ha! The prompts are so interesting. Having a good time writing these 🙂
oh.. so sad.. why people only realize at the end..
came across your blog first time.. all posts are short and sweet.. Enjoy Drabble week 🙂
Thanks Ramya!! And sad but true, we realize it at the end.
oh no..I wish he’s saved 😦
Oh No… 😦 the wishful tale of love.