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Betrayal

Song Suggestion: Entertainer by Zayn

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Aarav's POV

I was mad at Shiv. I thought he was happy for me. But he wasn't and it sucks

These thoughts were creating a storm inside my head.

Our friendship.....

It was dark outside and I was about to reach our headquarters. As I passed a dark alley, I noticed suspicious movements out of the corner of my eye.

Seems like someone hasn't accepted their defeat.

I was surrounded by hooded guys. I didn't know their motive but I knew it wasn't any good.

"Agent 1611...", one of the guys said in a cold voice.

"What do you want?", I asked, glaring at them.

Although, I wasn't gonna give anything they wanted. He didn't say anything but looked at the evidence I was holding.

I quickly put it in my pocket, giving him a challenging look.

"Not that", I said, sneering angrily.

Soon enough, a fight broke out. The guy punched right in my gut as I returned him a kick.

It wasn't hard to fight with noobs like them. Another one tried attacking me with a metal rod but failed miserably as I gave him a tutorial on how a spy's gadget works.

But surprisingly they seem to be familiar with it.

I fought everyone, more like I finished them. But a single person stood across from me still wearing the hood.

It was like he was waiting for the right moment to pounce on. Maybe he's the head. I'll give him an extra dose.

I made small steps towards him as he remained where he was. The dead silence kept bothering me like it was yelling something is off.

But it is stupid to put thoughts into that anyways.

I composed myself taking my mind off these useless thoughts and decided to teach the person in front of me a valuable lesson.

Tragic to think that I can't see the look of fear behind the hood.

The smirk on my face grew wider as I flung my arm back to leave a mark on the face-hidden coward in front of me.

But the figure didn't seem to be bothered at all. As a horrible laugh filled the room, the hood was volunteering removed by the person's own hands.

What I saw, shook me to the core that it would be easier if I don't believe my own eyes.

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Veer's POV

I walked towards the place where Sara asked me to come. The place was beautiful and calm.

But deep inside I was nervous about what Sara wants to talk about.

As I walked a bit further, I saw Sara standing there. She was beautiful as always. She wore a white floral frock with her hair open.

I could fall in love with her over and over again.

"Sara", I greeting, engulfing her in a hug.