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|| Chapter 31 ||

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PARINIDHI

I entered my room, the weight of my decisions bore down on me, pulling me deeper into a sea of reflection. The impulsive choice to attend the party now seemed reckless, and I found myself questioning the wisdom behind it. Would I find any solace or clarity amidst the chaos and pretense?

Sitting on the edge of my bed, I wrestled with the conflicting emotions churning inside me, each thought a storm I struggled to calm.

Despite my efforts to push them away, the events of that night at the party replayed vividly in my mind. Every moment was sharp with pain and frustration, the memories gripping me tightly, sending a chill through my bones while also igniting a smoldering fire within.

The forced encounter with Advani and the torment I endured from Devansh sparked a fierce whirlwind of emotions. Their actions fueled a blaze within me, a determination I hadn't felt before—a need to seek justice and regain control over my own fate.

Resolute, I pushed aside my doubts. I decided to face whatever lay ahead head-on, steeling myself against the uncertainty. With newfound determination, I quickly set about getting ready, preparing to meet whatever awaited me with unyielding resolve.

As I slipped into the sleek black off-shoulder dress—an unexpected gift from Devansh during our last shopping spree—the swirl of emotions took hold of me. The dress itself was elegant, its fabric hugging my form perfectly, but wearing it brought back memories of that ill-fated night, memories that left a bitter taste in my mouth. Beneath the surface, anger simmered, the events of that night still fresh, the thought of them igniting a fire in my chest.

Yet, amid the turmoil, a sense of anticipation lingered. I couldn't help but wonder how Devansh would react when he saw me in this dress. I imagined his eyes widening, his expression shifting, his face paling as he struggled to maintain his composure—proof of the power I held over him, whether he liked it or not.

The off-shoulder design clashed with the mangalsutra, prompting me to remove it, along with the mismatched gold earrings. I styled my hair to cascade over my shoulders, hiding my ears, and applied a touch of makeup to complete the look. Satisfied with my appearance, I stepped out of the room, ready for whatever was to come.

"Ready to go?" Mukul's voice greeted me as I descended the staircase. I nodded firmly, and without a word, moved towards the main entrance. Mukul followed close behind, sliding into the front passenger seat of the car.

As we set off, the engine's low hum filled the silence, carrying us through the gates of the mansion.

I settled into the back seat, my gaze drifting to the world outside, watching the pedestrians move along the sidewalks. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes, the weight of my decision pressing heavily upon me. "Is this truly the path I want to walk? Facing these monsters on my own? Do I have the strength to endure it all?"

My inner voice immediately countered,"What do you expect of me? To sit back and endure more torment, even after proving my innocence? Or should I let those monsters roam free, under the illusion of my weakness? But I am not weak; Dad didn't raise me to be weak. Rahul's life was at stake then, so I endured every cruelty, but now, things have changed. Devansh doesn't have the power to intimidate me anymore. I will not forgive those who wronged me, even if it costs me my life. At least, when I die, I'll do so knowing I fought till the end."

As the car came to a stop, my racing thoughts also slowed down. "Bhabhi, we've reached," Mukul turned to me with a glance, urging us to exit the car promptly.