ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ [ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ]

dubai

Mayukh POV:

Today was the day I was heading off to Dubai. The last two days were relaxing and were stress free, I didn't step out and just spent time with my mom and dad. But deep down, Nikita's safety and her screams kept haunting me.

Currently, I was in the hall waiting for my cab to the airport.

"Mom, come soon. Please listen to me about the hotel."
"I'll see beta. You study well. Ruyash will pick you up from the airport and he has your accommodation sorted."
"Am I not staying with him?"
"You know he's engaged and soon to be married. You staying with him is awkward, he has Manisha home everyday."
Manisha is my brother's finance. They're getting married in two months and my whole family is coming back to Kolkata for it. Mom and Dad were very happy with their relationship. Hearing the word marriage made me reminded of my own.

The cab came and I made my way to the airport with my friends. Soon enough, I was on a flight to Dubai.

Nikita POV:

I sat in the house waiting for my cab. I was reaching the airport soon. A new life, away from all of this. Aai came and did the process of removing evil eye from me.
"Aai relax, it's over now." I said as Aai came and sat next to me. She was the only one who believed her sister had a good heart and now was in guilt about it. A guilt which hadn't died down since then.

"You never told me Nikita. How did you escape?" Aai asked.
I got scared. I didn't tell them about Mayukh.
"I... I just found out that the man was a 60 year old and ran away. I reached a hotel and gave my earrings as a price to give me a room and then got them to book me a ticket back home." I told them half the story. All this did happen, just that I was also married to someone in the process.

I walked towards the cab once it arrived and hugged Aai Baba. "Don't worry it's all over now. I'll be back soon. You guys also plan to come."
"We'll come when you're settled in beta. Now go, call us when you reach airport."

I nodded and sat in the car. As the driver drove away, I looked at myself through my phone, I had to get a new phone because Masi broke my old one. I watched as, two days ago, the same hairline had a sindoor on it. The same lip was bruised and bleeding.
I cleaned up well. I was now dressed in jeans and a top with my jacket, ready to embark on my new journey.

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