Memories ✅️

Obsession

Rishi pov

I sneered as I thought about Radhika's new life. "Oh, how the mighty have fallen," I chuckled to myself. "She thinks she's escaped me, but really, she's just playing right into my hands."

I leaned back in my chair, steepling my fingers together as I continued. "I mean, who do you think helped her get that new job? Who do you think made sure she got that cozy little apartment? Me, of course."

My eyes gleamed with obsession as I thought about how I'd manipulated Radhika's life without her even realizing it. "She thinks she's so smart, but really, she's just a pawn in my game. And soon, she'll be mine again."

I laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "Oh, Radhika. She has no idea what I'm capable of. She thinks she can just leave me and start fresh? Please. I'll always be one step ahead of her."

My smile grew wider as I thought about the fear that must be growing inside Radhika. "She's probably lying awake at night, wondering if I'll show up at her doorstep. And soon, I will. But not until she's good and ready to beg for my forgiveness."

I leaned forward, my eyes glinting with ruthlessness. "I'll make her regret ever trying to leave me. I'll make her regret ever thinking she could escape me. And when I'm done with her, she'll be nothing but a shadow of her former self."

I paused, my mind racing with the possibilities. "But first, I'll let her think she's won. I'll let her think she's finally free. And then, I'll strike."

My laughter echoed through the room, a chilling sound that sent shivers down my own spine. "Oh, Radhika. You have no idea what's coming for you."

I leaned back in my chair, my eyes fixed on the wall as I continued to plot my next move. "It's only a matter of time before I make my presence known. And when I do, Radhika will wish she had never tried to leave me."

...

I couldn't believe my eyes as I read the message again. "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 5pm. I have information about Rishi." Who was this mysterious person, and what did they know about me? I thought to myself.

But little did I know, it was just my friend Manish playing a prank on me. He had always had a playful nature, and I should have known better than to fall for it.

I arrived at the coffee shop, my heart racing with anticipation. Who was this person, and what did they want to tell me? I scanned the room, looking for a familiar face, but saw none.

Just as I was about to give up, I saw Manish walking towards me, a huge grin on his face. "Gotcha!" he exclaimed, holding up his phone.

I rolled my eyes, laughing. "You idiot, Manish. I thought someone actually knew something about me."

Manish chuckled. "I knew you'd fall for it. You're always so serious, Rishi. I had to lighten the mood."

I shook my head, smiling. "You're a menace, Manish. But I have to admit, it was a good prank."

Manish grinned. "Thanks, I try my best. So, what's new with you? Still stalking Radhika?"

I raised an eyebrow, my expression turning serious. "That's not funny, Manish. This is a game, and I'm going to win."

Manish held up his hands. "Okay, okay. I get it. You're still obsessed with Radhika. But be careful, Rishi. Games can get out of hand."

I nodded, my mind already back to the game. "I know what I'm doing, Manish. Don't worry about me."

Manish leaned in, his curiosity getting the better of him. "Tell me, Rishi, how did you meet her?"

I smiled, a faraway look in my eyes as I began to explain. "It was a night just like any other, Manish. I was out with some friends at a club, and she walked in. I swear, time stopped. She was like a ray of sunshine in a room full of darkness."

Manish raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Go on."

I took a deep breath, my words spilling out in a rush. "She was wearing a red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her hair was like silk, cascading down her back like a waterfall. And her eyes...oh, her eyes were like the stars on a clear night. Sparkling, shining, and full of light."

Manish whistled, impressed. "You were hooked from the start, weren't you?"

I nodded, my smile growing wider. "I was. I mean, who wouldn't be? She was like a goddess, a vision of loveliness in a world full of ordinary people."

Manish chuckled. "You're a poet, Rishi. I didn't know you had it in you."

I shrugged, my eyes still lost in the memory. "When you see someone like Radhika, you can't help but be inspired. She's...she's everything, Manish. Beauty, intelligence, wit...she's the complete package."

Manish nodded, his expression serious. "I can see why you're so obsessed with her, Rishi. But be careful, okay? You don't want to lose yourself in the process of trying to win her over."

I waved my hand dismissively. "Don't worry about me, Manish. I know what I'm doing." But deep down, I knew he was right. I was already in too deep, and I wasn't sure if I could ever find my way back out.

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Radhika's pov

I was fast asleep in my bed when I was suddenly jolted awake by a noise coming from the kitchen. I groggily got out of bed and made my way to the kitchen, wondering who could be making a racket at this hour. As I entered the kitchen, I was met with a sight that made my blood run cold. There, standing in front of the counter, was a person with their upper body completely naked. My eyes widened in shock as I took in the scene before me.

The person, seemingly oblivious to my presence, continued to rummage through the kitchen, making a mess everywhere. My mind raced as I tried to process what was happening. Who was this person? And what were they doing in my kitchen?

As I watched, the person began to assemble a strange contraption on the counter. My curiosity got the better of me, and I took a step closer, trying not to make a sound. But as I approached, the person suddenly sensed my presence and spun around. My heart skipped a beat as I saw the person's face - it was Rishi, the same person who had been stalking me.

Rishi's eyes locked onto mine, and a sinister grin spread across his face. "Welcome to my kitchen," he said, his voice dripping with malice. I tried to run, but my feet felt rooted to the spot. Rishi began to move towards me, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, everything went black. When I came to, I was lying on the kitchen floor, my head throbbing with pain. Rishi was nowhere to be seen, but the contraption he had been building was still on the counter, looking ominous and foreboding.

I knew I had to get out of there, and fast. I stumbled to my feet and made a run for the door, not stopping until I was safely outside, gasping for air. As I looked back at my apartment building, I knew that I would never be able to go back there again. Rishi had crossed a line, and I knew that I was in grave danger.

To be continued