Warning ⚠️ - This chapter contains scenes of torture and bloodshed. If you are sensitive to such content, please consider skipping this section.
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Can anyone ever truly imagine transforming from a once-gentle heart to a relentless avenger? The girl I once was—the one who yearned for family, for love, for warmth—has been buried, replaced by the woman who stands now at the grimy doors of this abandoned warehouse. The remnants of the past are a distant memory, swallowed by the force of my rage. Each breath is sharp, the weight of what I must do settling in my chest like a stone. Every scar, every wound they inflicted on me has become my armour, every whisper of humiliation the fuel for my vengeance.
The rhythm of my heels echoes through the desolate space as if the building itself trembles at the sound. The guards lining the edges lower their heads in quiet respect. They know. They know that today is the day the scales will finally tip, that today is the day I will settle the score.
The air inside the warehouse is thick with dust, the faint, metallic scent of blood lingering in the shadows. It clings to the walls, to the silence. Sushila and Mahesh Mittal sit bound in heavy iron chairs, their bodies slumped, their eyes wide with fear. The chains cut deep into their skin, leaving dark impressions where their wrists and ankles have been shackled. And when their eyes meet mine, recognition flickers—quickly, desperately replaced by dread.
I approach slowly, every step purposeful. I don't speak. I don't need to. The sword I carry in my hand speaks louder than any words ever could. Its edge gleams faintly in the dim light, dragging a hollow screech across the floor as I make my way toward them.
