𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #1
𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒
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Shivanya Gupta is a woman who wears her heart on her sleeve. Always going above and beyond to help others, she loves deeply and s...
Please complete the target 🥺 there's only 2 more chapters and an epilogue before Aman and Nitya's story so I need all the encouragement as much as possible. Please pretty please 😭❤
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Life has a fucked up way of teaching you lessons.
Because right now I am in no mood to learn. All that consumes my head is Shivanya's voice.
I was on edge all day because she suspected me of killing Rohit.
Fair enough, I can't blame her.
That fucker hurt her that day but only her request to never harm him kept me from digging a six feet deep burial ground for that piece of shit.
All through my murderous rage she didn't think I would respect her wishes. That disappointed me so I left her at the restaurant to calm myself. I was not angry at her but at me because I am the reason for her suspicions.
But I never expected that'd be the last time I'd see-
No. No.
I am going to find her and bring her back to me.
Fear unlike anything bolted through my veins when I got her call.
Jay is dead. I still can't believe the man who had my back for years, who was like a father figure in my life is no more in this world.
The ones who murdered him will pay.
I drive my car in a mad rash. My men are following me.
"I am so sorry baby. Mama couldn't protect you. Please forgive me."
Shivanya's fear coated voice echoes in my ears. I didn't think I could bear anything like her loosing hope.
My wife and my baby.
Two people I vowed myself to protect are now in danger.
I hit the steering wheel and the horn blares loudly.
"I love you Vihaan. I love you so... so much. I wish I could've had my happily ever after with you. I hope this is not how it ends."
My heart.
I didn't know my eyes were trailing tears until she uttered those words. My breath comes out chopped as I drive the car through the darkness.
Her voice. It will be forever etched into my memory of how scared and finalized it was.
"Live Vihaan. Move on. Have a family."
When I find her I am going to give her an earful about uttering those stupid words to me.
