𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 - This chapter contains scenes depicting graphic violence and sexual assault, which may be disturbing or triggering to some readers.
Please be aware that this is a work of fiction, and the author unequivocally condemns and does not endorse these types of behaviors.
Reader discretion is advised.
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I know it may seem pointless to mention that this is a work of fiction, as many of us have become deeply emotionally attached to the story.
However, I ask you please do not take any steps to report this book based on this chapter alone.
If this scene is included, know that TARA WILL GET JUSTICE. This is not just an assurance, but a PROMISE that
I will WRITE the part where Tara RECEIVE the JUSTICE she deserves.
I appreciate your support and cooperation.
____________"Sarkar, they have come," said the man.
His smirk grew broader and darker, his eyes glimmering with dark desires.
"Bring them here," he answered, never moving his eyes from Tara.
"Please... For God's sake... Please leave us," she begged, joining her hands together.
The leader's smirk widened. "Not so easily," he sneered, leaning closer to Tara. "I have to do worse to you than your husband did to my brother."
The forest was eerily silent, the only sound being the crunch of leaves underfoot as the new members arrived. Tara's heart pounded as she saw the two shadowy, womanly figures emerge from the darkness.
The leader's voice cut through the tension like a blade.
"See, I told you that I will bring that Thakur's wife and son here!" he proclaimed, his voice echoing through the forest, laced with triumph and malice.
The newly arrived figures exchanged looks of satisfaction, their eyes gleaming with sinister delight.
Tara tightened her grip on Manik, feeling his small body trembling against hers.
Her energy was spent, but her resolve remained unbroken. She whispered a silent prayer, hoping for a miracle in the face of the growing darkness and the palpable threat that surrounded them.
But fate had other plans. As the torchlight flickered and illuminated the faces of the new arrivals, Tara's heart sank.
Her resolve wavered as she recognized the familiar faces of two women among them. Their expressions of cruel anticipation shattered Tara internally, leaving her feeling more helpless than ever.
Tara's spirit faltered, the weight of despair heavy on her shoulders.
The forest seemed to close in around her, the darkness pressing down as the reality of her situation sank in.
She clung to Manik, her silent prayer turning into a desperate plea for deliverance.
"Maan gaye tumko... Uss Prithvi ke biwi aur bachche ko lekar hi aaye... Uhh," commented the woman as she stepped forward, her eyes burning with malice.
( Well done... You managed to bring Prithvi's wife and the child)
"Iski aisi halat karo ki... Uss se zindagi bhar yaad rahe... Kabhi naa bhul paye iss pal ko jaise main kabhi nahi bhul sakti ki kis tarah se usne meri behen ka khoon kiya tha," she said through gritted teeth, hatred shining in her eyes.
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𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 : 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄 | 𝟏𝟖+
ChickLitThe story unfolds in the 1950s Madhya Pradesh, revolving around 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚, an 18-year-old girl, who enters into an arranged marriage with a Thakur, a man ten years her senior. He holds authority over more than a hundred villages. But how did she beca...