Eternal Bond

Chapter:- 29

Ishq junoon jab hadh se badh jaye
Haste haste aashiq suli Chad

Haaye Ishq ka jaadu sar chad kar bole
Khoob laga lo pehle raste rab khole

Yahi ishq di marzi hai ,yahi rab di marzi hai
Yahi ishq di marzi hai , yahi rab di marzi hai

Tere bin jeena kaisa
Haan khudgarzi hai
Tune kya kar dala marr gayi,
main mitt gayi main

Teri deewani
~By Kailash kher

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The scene before Rudra ignites a fierce, consuming rage deep within him.

Aditya is crushing Avantika's throat, her body limp, her breaths faint and desperate. Rudra's vision blaze with a deadly fury, a strong vengeance barely contained as he stands at the door. Aditya's eyes widen in terror, realizing the warth of Rudransh Singh Rathore is about to unleash.

Rudra's eyes lock onto Aditya, his entire being consumed by a primal rage. Aditya's fingers uncurl in shock as Rudra storms towards him, each step echoing with the promise of retribution. With a swift, fierce motion, Rudra tackles Aditya to the ground, his massive frame crashing into him like a thunderous wave. Aditya screams, a mixture of fear and pain, as Rudra's fury finds its mark.

Rudra's voice, deep and resonant with anguish, erupts as he lands punch after punch, "You dared to touch her!" He growls, each word a weapon, cutting through the air, "To my wife!" His fists become a blur, fueled by his torment.

But then, fear grips him, pulling him back from the brink. He turns urgently, his breath hitching as he kneels beside Avantika. Her delicate body lies still, her skin marred by crimson trails and her top ripped. Fingerprints ironing over the neck. He touches her neck only to find her nerves numb.

Gently, he lifts her, his hands trembling as he taps her face very gently, murmuring her name like a prayer. "Eva! Eva! Open your eyes! Avantika, please." He pleads, his voice breaking, "Don't do this to me, love, Open your eyes. Please!" A tear couldn't hold the weight of fear within his heart drizzles through his right eye.

His heart pounds wildly in his chest, each second stretching into eternity. Her eyelids remain closed, and the silence is deafening. He checked her pulse but couldn't get the rhythm.

A cruel voice slices through the tension-Aditya's, taunting from the shadows, "She is dead, isn't she?" The words hang in the air, heavy and tainted with malice, "If she's not mine, why should I let you have the privilege?" A guiltless chuckle resonates in the empty room. Aditya's eyes strained as he watches Rudra holding his wife's limp body, clutching her to his heart.

Rudra's world shatters around him, his soul screaming in defiance of the reality he refuses to accept.

This is not the reality. It can't be.

Aditya's words shatter the last of Rudra's restraint. With a final, tender touch, he lays Avantika gently on the ground, his red eyes now locked on Aditya with a seething rage.

No.

Nah!

She didn't, did she?

But he couldn't get her pulse.

Why?

He couldn't protect her!

It's all because of him.