|| # Book1 Mafia series ||
"In a world where innocence meets darkness, Ruhanika, a devout believer, finds herself entangled with Ekansh Singh Rathore, the formidable ruler of the Rathore dynasty. Ruhanika's dreams of flight and her longing to honor...
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"It's been a week since I last saw Ekansh, and I didn't think he'd actually go through with it. I thought he'd come crawling back, but he's been true to his word - he's left me alone. He said he wouldn't disturb me again, and it seems he's kept his promise. All our wedding functions have taken place, and he didn't show up to a single one. Yet, I can't help but think about him. I'm consumed by thoughts of that infuriating man.
How could he treat me like a plaything, using me for his own amusement? Who does he think he is, trying to exert his claim over me? "Oh Kanha ji (a term of endearment for Lord Krishna), I have only one request - please keep that madman away from me."
Ruhanika's mind raced with these thoughts as she struggled to come to terms with Ekansh's sudden disappearance from her life. She couldn't fathom why she was still wasting her time thinking about someone who had so callously discarded her.
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As I lay in bed, my mind refused to quiet down. Thoughts of Ekansh still lingered, like a ghost that refused to be exorcised. Why did I still think about him, after all he had done? My inner voice scolded me, reminding me that I deserved better, that I was getting married to a good man tomorrow.
Just then, I heard my mother's gentle voice behind me. "Ruhanika, beta, haven't you slept yet?" I turned to see her concern etched on her face, and my heart swelled with love for her.
I gestured for her to come and sit with me, and as she did, I saw tears well up in her eyes. "My little girl has grown up so much, and now she's getting married and leaving us," she said, her voice cracking with emotion.
I felt my own eyes brim with tears as I embraced her tightly. "Maa, I love you," I whispered, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for her unwavering support.
I embraced my Choti Maa tightly, She held me close, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Kash aaj Ruhani didi jinda hoti," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "She would have been so happy to see you as a bride."
(I wish Ruhani didi was alive today.")
I felt a pang in my heart, missing my mother dearly in that moment. But I also knew that my Choti Maa was right there for me, and I was grateful for her love and support.
"Agar aaj vo mere pass nahi hai, to kya hua? Aap toh hai mere pass," I said, trying to comfort her. "You're here for me, and that means everything."
("If I don't have her with me today, then what happened? You are near me,")
Choti Maa pulled back, her eyes shining with tears as she smiled at me. "Haan, beta, main hoon na tumhare pass Ruhanika, tumhari Maa."
