The Trial

Today's fiction is to give you a third person account of someone who loved more, or so they believe.

You can scour through different cultures, languages, and every bit of the world. Every time you'd find at least one such hopeless romantic who'd fall for the most unexpected unromantic.

She was no different.

A self reliant, fierce, self aware, confident, insanely talented and yet, astonishingly emotional; some would even call her a control freak. But fortunately for the world, her control was strictly limited to herself. 

So what really happens when a control freak loses control?

Her life had always been pretty straightforward when the decisions were about her. She was not only the orchestrator of her fate but also the sole judge of her decree. 

Yet, perfect harmony had always felt like a foreign concept.

Life always had its unique ways to keep her exceptional mind and ethereal heart at war.

Incapable of keeping her inner conflicts and her worldly commitments aloof, she was suffocated with the weight of her own unrelenting expectations.

It all came down to one single truth, in fact just one word - LOVE

A messy, imperfect, yet irresistible LOVE!

And so, that night she cried the loudest silence she ever knew, being the loneliest she had ever been in a crowded room, she wept until she drowned in her own standards, questioning her self-worth. 

For someone who was all about self love, she fell asleep seeking validation from one soul who she now placed before herself.

As sleep claimed her, her chaos demanded order, and so, a court was called to session.

(TO BE CONTINUED..)

Note from the Author

Hi, Dear Reader,

Thank you for staying, for feeling, and for carrying Court of Love with you beyond just words.

What once began as a story found its way back to me, a little more real, a little more personal. This time, it isn’t just about love… it’s about everything that comes with it... the conflict, the chaos, and the quiet battles we don’t always speak of.

If you’ve ever found yourself caught between your heart and your mind, this story might feel a little too familiar.

And maybe that’s the point.

Thank you for being here again.