Chapter: 23

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{Flashback}

{Storeroom in the Hospital}

[The way he said her name like they were old friends like he hadn't just assaulted her and ruined lives, sent a fresh wave of revulsion through her. Nandini felt her anger boil over, her vision narrowing as she glared at him with a fierce intensity. The dimly lit storage room seemed to close in on her, the walls lined with dusty shelves filled with forgotten medical supplies.

The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic, stale from disuse, and the faint hum of distant hospital machinery was the only reminder that she was not entirely alone in this nightmare. Shadows danced across the walls, cast by the flickering overhead light, making the small space feel even more claustrophobic.]

Nandini: You disgust me, Harshad. And after what you did to Cabir, you will pay for this. This is the time you messed with the wrong ones.

[The words barely left her lips before Harshad's expression darkened, his eyes flashing with a fit of sudden, terrifying anger. In an instant, his hand lashed out, striking her hard across the face.

The sharp crack of the slap echoed in the small room, a sickening sound that reverberated off the walls

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The sharp crack of the slap echoed in the small room, a sickening sound that reverberated off the walls. Nandini barely had time to react before she was thrown off balance, her body hitting the cold, hard floor with a painful thud.

The corner of a nearby table caught her head as she fell, sending a jolt of pain through her skull. The world spun around her, the dim light overhead blurring as she struggled to stay conscious. Her vision swam, and when she brought a trembling hand to her forehead, she felt the sticky warmth of blood.

Harshad's cruel laugh filled the room, a cold, hollow sound that made her blood run cold, echoing ominously in the confined space.]

Harshad: Poor Nandu, Let me warn you that you messed with the wrong person this time. Because of you, that bloody Manik found out about my past, the one I worked so hard to keep hidden.

[His voice was filled with a venom that sent a shiver down her spine. He loomed over her, his shadow long and menacing as it fell across her trembling form. Nandini's heart raced, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she struggled to sit up, her body wracked with pain.

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