BOUNDED BY FORCE UNITED BY LOVE

CHAPTER 3

Kruti's first year of MBBS had come to an end, and she had topped the university with outstanding results. Ahir, who had been keeping tabs on her progress, was overjoyed when he heard the news. He couldn't wait to congratulate her in person. However, his excitement was short-lived, as he soon discovered that no one from her family had come to celebrate her achievement. Not even a phone call or a message. Ahir's concern turned to disbelief. How could they ignore her success?

Ahir arrived at Kruti's hostel, his eyes blazing with concern. "Why didn't anyone come to see you?" he demanded, his voice low and urgent. Kruti tried to brush it off, but Ahir could see the pain in her eyes, the hint of tears she was fighting to hold back. But she didn't uttered a single word ahir light her mood and took her with him he saw a kid inside kruti who was hiding the darkest secrets

After some playful banter, Ahir dropped her off at her hostel, but not before she accidentally left her personal diary in his car. That night, Ahir couldn't resist the temptation to open the diary. The first page read, "If you have shame, then close this diary, it belongs to a girl." Ahir's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't help but smile. He was intrigued by her boldness, her sassiness. He decided not to read further, respecting her privacy, and instead, returned the diary to Kruti the next morning.

However, his plans were foiled when he saw Kruti talking to another guy at the college gate. Ahir's anger flared up, his eyes blazing with jealousy. He forcefully took Kruti with him, ignoring her protests. He pushed her into his car and took her to his villa, locking the door behind them. "Why was he touching you?" Ahir shouted, his eyes blazing with anger.

Kruti remained silent, her eyes wide with fear. Ahir's shouting triggered some painful memories, and she started trembling, her hands over her ears. "Please stop, please don't," she begged, her voice barely audible. Ahir tried to control her, but Kruti was beyond consolation. She grabbed a knife from the fruit basket and held it to her wrist. Ahir's eyes widened in horror, and he slapped her hard, knocking her unconscious.

When Kruti came to, she was in Ahir's arms, her eyes still haunted by memories. Ahir tried to comfort her, but she pushed him away, her voice barely above a whisper. "Don't ever meet me again." Kruti changed her hostel and avoided Ahir at all costs. Ahir tried to distract himself with work, but Kruti's ignorance was affecting him deeply. He couldn't shake off the thought of her, and her memory haunted him every night.