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Shivansh took a deep breath looking at everyone gathered around him.
“Fine I’ll tell you everything. From the very beginning.”
His voice dropped slightly.
“Three months ago.”
📍 Lucknow
[Flashback]
Rudra’s POV
My day started like every other day
disciplined, structured, controlled.
5 a.m.
I woke up, followed by my usual workout.
Every move precise. Every breath measured.
By 9 a.m. I was seated in the lawn of the CM residence, a newspaper in my hand, scanning headlines that never really interested me anymore.
That’s when
“Good morning, Saheb.”
I didn’t look up.
I already knew who it was.
Shivansh.
He continued in his usual efficient tone,
“Saheb, we have to leave for Parliament shortly. After that, we’re scheduled to go to Agra. The flight is at 11.”
I simply hummed in response.
“Have the car ready.”
“Ji, Saheb.”
By 10 a.m. I was on my way.
The city moved like it always did chaotic, loud, restless.
But suddenly
Everything stopped.
A traffic jam.
An accident ahead had completely blocked the road.
My jaw tightened slightly. Time wastage irritated me.
The driver informed me about a shortcut toward the airport.
I nodded, distractedly looking outside the window
And that’s when…
I saw her.
On the other side of the road.
A girl.
Wearing a red Anarkali suit, the fabric swaying softly with the wind.
Her deep blue eyes, long black hair cascading freely,
red velvet bangles adorning her wrists,
cheeks flushed pink lips soft like rose petals.
For a moment
Everything stilled.
Then
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