#Book 1 of HIS Series
Started On : August 2024
Completed On : [ONGOING]
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"When scars run deep, can love heal?
Meet two broken souls, hiding their agony behind masked smiles.
She has suffered unimaginable pain at the hands of someone she trusted.
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The car hummed softly beneath us.
Outside, the city blurred past like a silent film—familiar roads, glowing traffic lights, distant honks—but inside the car, there was nothing.
Just... silence.
Pin-drop silence.
Not the comforting kind. This was the thick, heavy kind of silence that coils around your lungs and refuses to let you breathe normally. My father was driving, both hands stiff on the steering wheel, eyes fixed straight ahead. Not a word from him. Not a question. Not even a glance in my direction.
But inside me?
A storm.
I wanted to ask him. I needed to ask him.
How did he escape? How did he get away from those guards? How was he even here, fine, alive, driving us home like everything was okay?
Because nothing felt okay.
I looked at him—his jaw clenched tight, his knuckles turning white from the grip he had on the wheel. That one tiny detail gave it away. He wasn't calm. He was furious. Holding it in like a boiling pot with the lid barely on.
But I couldn't hold it anymore either. I had to break the silence. I cleared my throat.
Just as I was about to speak—
"I was in my office," he said suddenly, voice low and steady, "waiting for you."
My mouth shut immediately.
He continued, eyes still glued to the road. "Then the power went out. At first, I thought it was a simple outage, nothing unusual. But then... I smelled something. Something sharp. Like chemicals." He paused.
"And before I could figure out what it was... I passed out."
My heart stopped for a second.
He wasn't even looking at me, but I could feel the tremor in his voice—calm on the surface, rage underneath.
"When I woke up, I was in a dark room. It took a few seconds to understand where I even was. But when I looked around... I saw everyone. Everyone from the building. My employees, my staff. All of them. Except you, Vanshi." He said my name like it hurt.
"I was furious. I kept yelling, shouting, threatening the guards in every way I could think of—but no one responded. They just stood there like puppets. Not even a glance. That silence... it made me feel helpless, and I hate feeling helpless." His grip on the steering tightened further.
