TWISTED FATE

Chapter 1

Love is a mysterious force that can bring people together in ways that seem almost magical. It has the power to connect souls, drawing two people towards each other despite any obstacles that may stand in their way. When we fall in love, it can feel like fate has brought us together with our soulmate, and the bond we share can be deeply profound and enduring. Love is truly a wonderful and mysterious thing, and it is a privilege to be able to experience it in all its glory.

As a young woman living in the beautiful country of Nepal, surrounded by majestic mountains and rolling hills, Risha Gurung has always been something of an enigma. On the one hand, she is an introverted and deeply sensitive soul, often lost in thought and contemplation. On the other hand, she is also fiercely extroverted, with a strong desire to connect with others and makeher mark on the world. Despite her many talents and qualities, however, Risha has always struggled with a sense of inadequacy, feeling that she is not as loved or appreciated as she deserves.

At family gatherings, Risha has often been the target of cruel remarks and sidelong glances, with some of her relatives implying that she is nothing more than a burden or an embarrassment. Despite this, Risha has always tried to hold her head high, taking solace in the love and support of her parents, who have always treated her like their beloved princess. Even her beautiful sister, Isha Gurung, whom everyoneseems to adore, has never made Risha feel lesser in any way.

Through it all, Risha has held onto a deep sense of self-worth, refusing to let the negativity of others bring her down. She knows that she is more than the sum of her flaws and imperfections, and she is determined to find her place in the world, no matter how difficult it may seem. With her strength and resilience, Risha is sure to overcome any challenges that come her way, and she will emerge stronger and more confident than ever before.

It was just another family gathering, and Risha was minding her own business, trying to stay out of the way and avoid any unnecessary attention. That's when her married cousin, known for her overbearing and intrusive nature, approached her with a fake smile and a condescending tone. "Hello, my dear! How are you? I haven't seen you in ages. You haven't changed abit, I see. It'ssuch a shame to see you with all that acne. I could prescribe you some medicine to help clear it up."

Risha's temper flared at the thoughtless remark, and she couldn't help but snap back. "Thanks for the offer, but I think it would be better if you prescribed yourself some medicine to prevent that craziness outbreak you seem to be suffering from. I mean, you're a mom of three kids and can't even handle your own children. How about you mind your own business and leave me alone?" The thought of physically harming her cousin briefly crossed her mind, and she couldn't help but imagine the satisfaction of seeing her being murdered .But Risha knew that wasn't the right thing to do and pushed the thought aside.

As Risha surveyed the room at the family gathering, she couldn't help but feel a sense of detachment and disappointment. There was her beautiful sister, surrounded by a group of admirers, basking in their shallow compliments and attention. Meanwhile, her little brother was off to the side, playing with her cousins, whom she barely remembered after years of not seeing them. Risha couldn't believe she had let herself be dragged to this gathering, filled with people who seemed to have nothing better to do than spout off delusional compliments and engage in petty gossip.

She was just about to retreat to the safety of her food when her crazy cousin reappeared, no doubt to cause more chaos and drama. But Risha was done with her antics, and she quickly made her way over to the buffet, determined to fill up on as much rice and meat as she could handle.Despite her sister's attempts to keep her from eating, Risha was ravenous, and she devoured more than a kilogram of rice and half a kilogram of meat before finally feeling satisfied. As she leaned back and patted her full belly, Risha couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and self-love. She knew she wasn't the thinnest or most conventionally attractive person in the room, but she was beautiful in her own way, and that was all that mattered to her.

As the hours dragged on at the family gathering, Risha couldn't wait to leave and escape the endless chatter and superficial interactions. She turned to her mom and asked, "Hey, Mom, when are we leaving?" To her surprise, her mom replied, "What are you talking about? We just got here five minutes ago." Risha couldn't believe it. It felt like they had been there for aneternity, and she was sure they had arrived at least an hour ago. But her mom was the type of woman who could gossip and socialize for hours on end, completely oblivious to the passage of time.

Sighing in frustration, Risha decided to take matters into her own hands. "Okay, then I'm leaving. I have homework to do." It was a lie, of course. Risha didn't have any homework, but she needed an excuse to get out of there. "Okay, bye, be safe, honey," her mom said, completely oblivious to Risha's true intentions. "Bye, Mama," Risha replied, relieved to finally be able to make her escape. As she walked out the door, Risha couldn't help but reflect on the irony of the situation. She had only come to the family gathering for the food, not for the company or the meaningless small talk. And she knew that just because someone said a few sweet words to her didn't mean they really cared about her. After all, everyone was busy with their own lives and concerns, and it was up to Risha to take care of herself.

As Risha stormed out of the family gathering, she couldn't help but feel a sense of liberation and freedom. Her home was just a short distance away, and she reveled in the peaceful feeling of walking through the quiet streets at night, knowing that no one could tell her what to do or judge her. But as she turned the corner, she was startled to see a group of her new high school friends heading towards a bar,laughing and chatting as if they didn't have a care in the world.

Risha couldn't believe it. She had always lived in an area filled with bars, hotels, and other nightlife hotspots, but she had never really been interested in that scene. And although she wasn't particularly close to these friends anymore, she couldn't help but feel a sense of resentment and disappointment that they had left her out of their plans. High school had been stressful enough, with all the pressure to excel in chemistry, biology, and other subjects, not to mention the constant judgment and drama of her classmates. Risha didn't need any more stress or negativity in her life, and she knew she was better off without these so-called friends.

As Risha walked home, her mind was filled with a mix of conflicting emotions. On the one hand, she was relieved to have escaped the family gathering and the presence of her old high school friends. On the other hand, she couldn't shake the feeling of unease and anxiety that had settled in her chest. So when she saw a woman selling cotton candy by the side of the road, she couldn't resist the temptation to buy somedespite the fact that her stomach was already full.

As she walked faster, determined to get home and go to bed early, Risha was startled by a loud gunshot. She turned to see a tall man, clearly not from her country, pointing a gun at another tall man. Risha was terrified, and she immediately turned and ran, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the murderer following her, and she couldn't shake the fear that she was going to be next. She imagined her own funeral, her loved ones grieving over her untimely death. It was a frightening thought, and Risha knew she had to do everything in her power to escape and survive.

As the murderer closed in on Risha, she was certain that her life was about to end. She couldn't believe that she had been so foolish as to leave the family gathering early and walk home alone. She should have waited for her mom and booked a room in a hotel, like she had originally planned. But it was too late for regrets now, and Risha knew she had to do something to save herself.

Just as the murderer reached out and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her close and looking into her eyes, Risha summoned all her strength and tried to break free. She struggled and kicked, but the murderer's grip was too strong, and she couldn't move. She could feel his face close to hers, his breath hot on her skin. She was sure this was the end, and she closed her eyes, waiting for the final blow.

But to her surprise, the murderer didn't attack or hurt her. Instead, he leaned in closer and whispered in her ear, "You are a beauty." Risha was confused and terrified, but she didn't dare move or speak. She didn't know what the murderer wanted from her, but she knew she had to be careful.