Rachit's P.O.V
As I drove to Siya's college to pick her up, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. As I turned onto the College building street, I saw a scene that made my heart race.
A black van was speeding away from the curb, and Siya was being dragged into the back. I slammed on the brakes, my mind racing. No, no, no. This can't be happening.
I floored it, chasing after the van. My heart pounded in my chest as I weaved through traffic, desperate to keep up. But the van was too fast, and it soon disappeared into the night.
I pulled over, my mind reeling. What do I do now? I tried calling Siya's phone, but it went straight to voicemail. Panic set in as I realized I had no idea where she was or who had taken her.
I drove around for what felt like hours, searching for any sign of the van or Siya. But it was like they had vanished into thin air.
Finally, I pulled over and tried to think. I knew Siya's phone was GPS-enabled - maybe I could trace her location that way. I pulled out my phone and started searching for ways to track her down.
After what felt like an eternity, I finally got a hit. Siya's phone was pinging from an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. I didn't hesitate - I floored it, racing towards the warehouse with a mix of fear and determination.
As I burst through the door, I saw Emily bound and gagged in the corner on a chair. My heart surged with relief and anger when her saw a small drip of blood on her lips. I rushed towards her, but was blocked by two men.
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As I held Emily close, she finally allowed herself to break down. Her body shook with sobs, and her tears soaked into my shirt. I wrapped my arms around her tighter, trying to absorb some of her pain.
"It's okay, you are safe now" I whispered into her ear.
I stroked her hair, trying to comfort her as she cried out all the fear and anxiety of her life. Her body trembled in my arms, and I could feel her heart racing against mine.
At first, she was stiff, her arms still bound by my shirt. But as she realized she was truly safe, she relaxed into my embrace. Her arms wrapped around my waist, holding me tight as if she'd never let me go.
I felt a lump form in my throat as I held her. I was overwhelmed with emotion - relief, love, and a deep gratitude that she was alive and in my arms.
"There shouldn't have died." She whined and sobbed even louder.
"I miss them so much, a-and...I..I cannot do it w-without them." She broke down fully. My heart breaks and I felt so hurt for her. I wish I could take all of her pains away.
As she cried, I rocked her back and forth, whispering soft words of comfort into her ear. I felt her tears slow, her breathing calm, and her body relax into my embrace.
Finally, she pulled back, looking up at me with red-rimmed eyes. I pulled out a handkerchief from my pocket and handed it to her. "Thank y..you." she whispered and wiped her face, blowing her nose afterwards. But then it clicked to her that it's a handkerchief and not a tissue. I made a fake shocked expression to lighten up her mood.
"I'm sorry." She chuckled and discarded the handkerchief.
"Yes you are." I joked.
"You are too beautiful to be shedding tears." I confessed and her face turned a shade of red.
"Well, we are done for today. Time to take my princess back home."I opened the passenger door for her and she got in.
As I pulled up to Siya's house, I could tell something was off. She looked pale and exhausted. I helped her out of the car, and she leaned on me for support.
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SHATTERED ROSES
RomanceSiya Malhotra's life takes an unexpected turn when she meets two brothers, Rachit and Vishal Kumar. Rachit's passionate love sweeps her off her feet, but Vishal's gentle support and respect win her heart. Torn between first love and true love, Siya...