THE CRUEL FATE-II

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Moksh's phone started to ring; he picked up the phone, and it showed 'Aardhya' displaying on the screen and received the call "hello! Aardhya!" he said, and there was no response "hello?! are you there?" he spoked again still no response. Moksh cut the call and tried again, but no one was picking calls on the other side; he got worried about the recent weird things. He rushed towards Aardhya's house by taking leave from the old man, and during the whole ride, he was at complete unease all the times he reached Aardhya's apartment within 40 minutes, and the moment Moksh stepped on the building's main entrance, his senses started screaming he got an unjust terrifying feeling. Moksh rushed towards the security guard and asked for Aardhya Jain house, but the security guard stopped him and asked with suspicion, "who are you?" he was not in the mood or time for these questions and asked for her flat number, but the guard still wasn't letting him go.

Moksh was furious and gave the guard a death stare which filled with terrifying bloodlust Aura it scared the guard, and he told the flat number instantly. he rushed towards the flat but running on the staircase was taking too much time then grabbed the staircase support bars and jumped with sudden momentum and accelerated upwards, Aardhya flat was on 6th floor withing a single jump he reaches there.

The moment he put foot on the floor, there was a pungent stench of blood around, and his Aura was reacting ferociously due to the stench. Moksh walked towards the flat number-602, and the Aura got more violent; it smashed the door to bits, and the view he saw in front of him even couldn't react to it; his expression was blank, and he started walking towards the body lying soaked with blood and tilted the body. It was Aardhya's body, and he couldn't handle and abruptly falling on his knees, Moksh touched her face and caressed, "Aardhya wake up! Wake up!!" then he put his ear on her chest, and there were slight palpitations. She mumbled, "Moks...h.. is it you..." (coughing)

Moksh's eyes came back to life, and he slightly lifted her.

The chances of her surviving are nearly impossible; the amount of blood she lost is too much, and Aardhya mumbled again, "Moksh... you there?" he replied, "yes! Yes! I'm here; don't talk, Aardhya; hang on. I'm going to call an ambulance." Moksh laid her down and went to call for an ambulance, but she stopped her with little strength; she has "don't go... Moksh..." (coughs)

"it's worthless to go. I have no chance of surviving..." He came back and assured her, "No! No! nothing will happen, you will live, you will survive!! don't worry, Aardhya." Aardhya looked at Moksh's pale and worried pale face with fainting eyesight and said, "Moksh... you are a nice guy and cute too... sorry for what I did before." He was sobbing in silence and felt helpless, for he couldn't be able to save her. "I always wanted to say you... I love Moksh..." these were her last words.

Moksh broke out from stance and shook her, but she didn't respond, and he screamed, "AARDHYA!! WAKE UP! NO, YOU CAN'T!" he yelled her name continuously "AARDHYA! AARDHYA!"

His Aura turned so violent due to mental instability, and it surged monstrously, and it got so dense that it even blew off the apartment's roof, and the sky got covered in black; it was the beginning of the cruel and cold fate for Moksh.

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