𝗗𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
To all the readers, who believe that plot of story presented is actual weave not knowing how twisted threads are behind every words and expressions.
What would happen when you get to know that story that seems to be straight ha...
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(New characters added, check character introduction) READ IN DARK MODE
She was alive Yet dead inside But still her soul flames Burning herself
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Incidents in my life took place like a story with unknown ending, I didn't find up even an ounce of courage to share how badly I'm ruined.. Even to my friend Naina, Not even telling her about my Uncertain marriage was most venomous betrayal that leads my heart in heaviness, I'm hell compared, today is the day my soon to be groom will have a visit at ours.
Yet I'm here staring at my figure, my inner soul laughing at myself in mockery position, wearing a set of Jewelery was giving a look of dress up doll, who's about to sell in auction.
Without her will
Without her permission
The olive green lengha and golden establishment wrapped around my body feels like trapped in thousand of threads tangling around me, tightening their grip second by second. Switching off my thoughts, I finally looked at my family photo frame.. Keeping close to my chest.
Like they're the main source of my heart beat, Like they're her life.
"I will surely find her"
My lips parted for Audible whisper, as I looked determined, at sure I will
"But it somehow breaking me, isn't it your daughter is in pain"
I let out another utter under the painful breath, I'm tired yet, I'm pushing myself till I find her and my parents criminal,.. Keeping photo frame aside.. Preparing myself to face what I'm about to start at another step of forced proximity, I've to do this.
Not with will
But I'm compelled
"Avantika, your soon to be groom's family arrived.. Come downstairs"
Sulakshmi voice echoed in my room as well in my head playing same line, yet I walked downstairs ready to face that is yet to come.. Slowly by pace, my eyes landed on a young Man and his old father.. I adverted my glaze towards my cousin nikita who's too well dressed in mustard yellow lengha. Confuses me more..
