In the vibrant city of Hyderabad, two lives cross paths in an explosive collision of passion and fate. Sidhant Agarwal, the troubled heir to a vast business empire, has always struggled with the shadows of his past and the iron grip of his formidabl...
Do people not empathize with others? How can someone even think about hurting others? I don't get it.
It was a beautiful day, so my friends and I planned to go out after class. We went to a nearby café. I planned on not having any chocolate today, but what can I say? Chocolate loves me and always finds a way to pop up in front of me, hehe. I ordered a chocolate brownie for myself while my friends Prerana, Sheethal, and Adil ordered something spicy. I don't understand why people avoid chocolate—I feel that it's heaven. As I was having my brownie, I felt like someone was staring at me, but I brushed it off.
Once we were done, we took pictures since I love capturing moments. I'm not an influencer, but I just love capturing memories to look back on whenever I feel like it or when I'm away from my friends. I still had that feeling of being watched, but I couldn't find anyone when I looked around.
I received a text from my brother saying he was coming to pick me up. I told my friends that my brother is coming to pick me up, and we all headed out. I was giving hugs to everyone. As I was about to hug Adil, something pulled him away. For a moment, I didn't understand what was happening. It all happened in a fraction of a second, and Adil was on the ground. That's when I saw him—his eyes, dead black. They scared me.
I had never seen this guy before. I had so many questions, but this was not the time. Adil was hurt—seriously hurt. Blood was streaming from his mouth, and he was screaming in pain. Panic seized me. I bent over Adil, my hands trembling, trying to ask if he was in pain or if I could help until the car arrived. This whole situation was overwhelming; there was so much blood, and my best friend was hurt badly. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I fought them back, feeling helpless and full of regret for not becoming a doctor.
I was on the verge of breaking down when my friends sensed my fear and pulled me away from Adil. They knew how scared I got around blood. But even as they led me away, I could still feel those eyes on me. He was staring at me intensely, his gaze burning into me. Confusing? Yes. Angry? Yes. But I'm not the type to start an argument. So I just walked away with Prerana, clutching her tightly, trying to shake off the unnerving feeling that those eyes were still watching me.
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We went to the hospital, and the doctor cleaned his injury, he told us it wasn't that bad and will be healed quickly. He was then sent home. When I reached home, I checked on Adil again. My brother wouldn't let me stay with them for a while more, as he doesn't think it's safe even if I'm with my friends. I don't question my family, so I just returned home with him. It was a big day, and all I could think about was that guy. Why did he do that? For a fact, I know Adil is not the type of guy who gets involved in gang fights; it must be something else. I can only hope he won't hurt Adil again.
But even as I tried to calm my racing thoughts, one image lingered in my mind, refusing to fade. His eyes. The way they looked at me, filled with a strange intensity, as if speaking with a thousand unspoken words. His eyes, dark and haunting, followed me into my dreams, leaving me with an unsettling sense of foreboding.
