'A shelter.' The only thought ringing in his head when they ran, hand in hand with needles of raindrops pelting over. Neither could fathom how long they had been running or where they were. He looked at her every time the moonlight fell on her face, drawing patterns intermittently. Her anxious eyes were kept hidden by the darkness surrounding them. Her raven black hair flew behind, merged to the environs and stuck to the sides of her face.
She stumbled on something. Her body wobbled; her legs almost gave away.
"Khushi!" her husband's voice of concern reached her ears through the roaring rain shower.
They slowed down. Only for a second or two until she resumed, gesturing through her eyes that she was all right.
Arnav nodded, clenching his hand, holding on to her more firmly. His body, tired but mind, alive. They can't be stopped. Not until they reach a shelter. Not until he made sure she was safe.
An hour more of relentless running with no hope for a respite. The unheeded body aches were slowly catching up on them. The cold numbness gradually drifts away to welcome pain.
A shack, abandoned and dilapidated, stood meekly at a distance. Khushi prayed earnestly for it not to be a figment of her imagination. A rigid grip dragging her in the direction of the cabin convinced her that it was indeed real.
A shelter was found.
An asylum for the night, which will presumably conceal them from the radar of the chasing wolves.
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Amor Vincit Omnia
RomanceThe lovers on the run with a gang of goons trailing behind. Arnav and Khushi flee the kidnappers only to seek refuge in the forest. Will they be caught? What is in store for them in the night ahead? Peep in to know more.
