VOWS OF MARRIAGE | ✔ [Under Editing]

28 | The Battle Has Just Begun

🪞Mira🪞

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

Were you also wondering what this strange sound is? Ah, it's just my heart beating louder than ever. Louder than the last time I could remember. Each thump rang through my chest, threatening to burst out of me at any moment.

I was feeling trapped in my own heartbeat as a stubborn force pushing against the walls of my chest that wanted nothing more than a release and I did try to breathe, to draw in enough air to calm my racing pulse but it only felt like trying to fill a balloon that had a small leak.

So, I recited Kanhaiya's name which was my only refuge in such times and chanting the name of Lord Krishna did help me, if only a little but it calmed the anxieties and kept me sane among the insanity of my racing thoughts.

The air in my office was heavy, suffocating almost. It seemed to press down on me while swelling the secrets I carried. Secrets that were left unshared and are now menacing to be revealed.

There were still 15 minutes left until the clock struck 3 PM. Fifteen agonizing minutes.

Yesterday when I demanded Vikram Mehra to present in my office for a meeting and convince him that it would benefit him a lot, it wasn't as simple a task as it might seem to some. I had to remind him of the consequences if he wouldn't be present in the meeting and the steep price he'd pay for defiance. And with Siddharth's secret recording and all the evidence we had gathered, I held Vikram's fate in my hands. I had edited the recording while making sure every nasty word he said was crystal clear and I could feel him greeting his teeth through the messages and the evidence that I sent him last night, making him hear every word he spatted against me.

Vikram Mehra might be a sly fox but beneath it all, he's a coward. A coward gripped by fear of losing his authority and position and that recording served as a warning that had forced him to comply. And though I knew I had the upper hand, Vikram was not just another player and one not to be underestimated but he held zero knowledge about tech and all the related stuff about it which only made my work easier.

Yet he's brilliant at stalking and blackmailing women. I scoffed at the thought.

I steal a glance at the clock, the minutes slipping away like grains of sand through an hourglass.

Suddenly, a knock on the door shattered the rhythm of my thoughts.

Is he already here? The thought sent a rush of terror through my spine.

'You can't back down, Mira,' a strange voice roared in the back of my head, stinging through the chaos of my thoughts.

I breathed slowly, pushing myself to inhale deeply and exhale slowly and requesting my racing heart to steady its pace. Each breath was a battle against my lungs, a battle against the heaviness that promised to crush me down.