( Ma Teri Rani Sa) Whispers of Love :A Tale of Love Across Cultures"

Marriage or Destiny

Unknown Pov

As I made plans to tarnish the reputation of the Rajput community, my focus turned towards Dev. I schemed to manipulate him by calling and planting seeds of discord against the Rajput community.

I was try to munipulate him by say bad things and trying to be a good advice but Dev not making it success because of his so called family affection. I wanted to destroy Rajput reputation in Rajasthan.

I try to call Dev again but he is not pickup my call. And it making me angry.

I cursed under my breath, feeling the weight of my failure pressing down on me. "Damn it!"

I exclaimed, my frustration evident.Realizing that I needed to change tactics, I took a moment to collect my thoughts.

I couldn't let this setback deter me from my ultimate goal of destroying the Rajput reputation in Rajasthan.

I needed a new plan, something more cunning and effective.Perhaps it was time to dig deeper into Dev's personal life, to uncover secrets or vulnerabilities that could be exploited.

Alternatively, I could explore avenues of spreading disinformation or inciting discord within the Rajput community through indirect means.

Taking a deep breath, I resolved to think outside the box and devise a strategy that would yield results. This setback was just a temporary setback, and I was determined to find a way to achieve my sinister objectives.

Maithili pov

After a night consumed by tears and an overwhelming sense of helplessness, I found myself lying on the floor, drained and exhausted. Sleep eluded me as my eyes stung from hours of relentless crying.

Morning arrived, but it brought no relief. My mind felt clouded, as if shrouded in darkness. Thoughts raced chaotically, and I struggled to find stability or clarity.

The idea of reaching out to friends or family for help crossed my mind, but fear quickly followed. What if my actions inadvertently put Shalini's mother's life in danger? The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I immediately dismissed the idea. No, I couldn't risk it.

I was trapped in a cycle of anguish and indecision, unable to see a way out of the turmoil that engulfed me. Each moment felt heavy with uncertainty and fear, adding to the weight of my already burdened heart.

I gazed out of the window with vacant eyes, my mind a blank canvas of emotions. Suddenly, the door to my room creaked open, and a familiar voice called my name. It was Shalini's mother, holding a plate of food in her hands. Despite her kind gesture, my appetite had vanished, and I couldn't find solace in rest or nourishment.

As she approached me, her hand gently caressed my cheek, and her words resonated deeply within me. "I know this is difficult for you," she said softly. "I don't want you to suffer, my child. Please, run away from here. I will help you. Don't sacrifice yourself for me."

Her words were heartfelt, and tears welled up in her eyes. Seeing her in pain broke my heart, and I gathered my composure to respond. Taking her hand in mine, I spoke with a mixture of trembling and composed resolve. "I don't want to see you suffer either. I see my own mother in you after so many years."

A single tear escaped my eye, reflecting the depth of my emotions. Shalini's mother, understanding my sentiment, urged me once more to escape from the situation. But I couldn't bear the thought of leaving her to face the consequences alone.

With a gentle smile, I replied, "A daughter never lets her mother suffer. She protects her mother, and so I will not run away. I accept my fate with a smile."