Chapter 1 : The Return to Shadows

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MUMBAI

Kiara Kapoor got off the plane and took a deep breath. The familiar smell of Mumbai filled her lungs. It had been a decade since she last set foot in this city , a city full of both happy childhood memories and haunting traumas. As she walked through the busy airport, she thought about the mysterious letter from her late mother, asking her to return and claim her inheritance-the ancestral mansion.

  AT THE AIRPORT   ~ 


Kiara waited for her luggage, observing the familiar hustle and bustle around her. As she reached for her bag, a voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Kiara? Kiara Kapoor?"


She turned and saw an old school friend, Sameer, smiling at her.

"Sameer! It's been so long," Kiara said, smiling back. "How have you been?

""I'm good. What about you? Why are you back in Mumbai?" Sameer asked, curious.

"Family matters," Kiara said, not giving too much away. "It's complicated.

"Sameer nodded. "Well, if you need anything, just call me. Mumbai can be a lot, especially after so long.

""Thanks, Sameer. I will," Kiara said, appreciating the brief but comforting meeting.


~ THE ANCESTRAL MANSION ~

Kiara's taxi weaved through the chaotic streets of Mumbai, a city of dreams or a Cosmopolian City. The tall buildings of Mumbai stand tall, a testament to the city's unbridled energy and ambition. She had left Mumbai to escape her past, but now it seemed like her past was pulling her back. As she stood at the edge of the city, the familiar sounds and smells flooding her senses, she felt the weight of her memories bearing down on her.

"She had left Mumbai to escape her past, but now it seemed like her past was calling her back. She had thought she could leave it all behind, but the city had a way of pulling her in. As she returned to the city, memories came back, and she felt like she couldn't escape them. She knew she had to face what happened, and find out the truth. The city's familiar sounds and smells flooded her senses, making her feel like she was right back where she started. She knew she couldn't run forever, and the city's siren song was growing louder by the day. It was time to face the ghosts that had driven her away, and uncover the secrets that had haunted her for so long. She took a deep breath, and stepped into the unknown."

As the taxi approached the old Kapoor mansion, Kiara's heart raced. The mansion looked like a quiet protector, its beauty damaged by years of neglect. Vines covered the stone walls, and the windows, once full of life, now looked sad. She opened the creaky gate and walked towards the entrance, feeling the burden of the past. The air was thick with memories, and Kiara could sense the secrets hidden within the walls. She took a deep breath and stepped inside, ready to face whatever lay ahead. The creaking of the old wooden door echoed through the empty halls. Kiara's footsteps were the only sound as she ventured deeper into the mansion, uncovering the truth about her family's past."

Inside, the mansion was surprisingly different from the outside. Old furniture and family pictures showed a life from long ago. Kiara's footsteps were loud in the empty halls as she walked to the study room, searching for clues. On the old desk, she found her mother's letter, old but still important. The letter was yellowed with age, but its message was clear. Kiara's heart raced as she read the words, hoping to finally understand.

"Dear Kiara, if you're reading this, it means I've left this world behind, but the secrets of our family's past refuse to rest. This mansion holds the keys to our history, and it's up to you to unlock them. Be brave, dear one, for the truth is hidden behind doors that have been locked for far too long. Uncover the secrets, and you'll find the answers that will set you free. But be warned, the past is full of shadows, and the truth may be more than you can bear. Yet, I have faith in you, Kiara. You are the light that will illuminate the darkness."

Kiara felt a chill run down her spine. Her mother's letter had left her with more questions than answers. Just as she was lost in thought, a loud knock at the door made her jump. The sound echoed through the empty halls, making her heart race. Kiara hesitated, her hand shaking as she reached for the door handle. What was waiting for her on the other side?

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Helloooo everyone, so here is the first chapter of my first and foremost book, "Shattered Souls. "


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What do you think guyz who will be on the other side?? Who could have knocked on the door?????

Have you people ever faced any trauma in childhood?

And have you ever felt like the shadows of your past were haunting your present?

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If I talked about myself ; yes I have faced the traumas and it's always haunts mine present too!!!


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