Note: This chapter mentions some 18+ content
Mohini's POV
I closed the door, while my breaths fell into a turmoil with my hands trembling with a striking horror.My heart started to ache and my mind became blank as that incorrigible pain started to burn my veins
He is that same person from 80 years ago. how could he be still alive, and, why God why you you let such a person live. Don't you know after what courage I saved myself and what allegations I suffered after that. I truly believed that I committed a sin and now he is alive.
What shall I say this, a game of fate made by you.
No no no I must reveal his true nature in front of everyone, be it Rudra, Kunal ,Garima or the whole Vandanapur city.They must know the reality of their so called Magistrate and what really happened to their daughters.
But first I need some proof, I don't want anyone to question me again ,falsify my cries or blame me for shedding fake tears. Where can I start from. THE LETTERS FROM THE OLD SHOPKEEPER, yes, they can be useful.
Authors POV
Mohini opened the boxes, containing her clothes and other items which they bought to strengthen their disguise. She started searching them, between clothes,middle of the books, and under her jewelry boxes but couldn't find them. She sat down on the floor, thinking that she lost her only ray of hope when her gaze fell on the bouquet of flowers.
"Oh now I remember where I kept them", she said standing up and running toward the vase.
She plucked out all the flowers, threw the mud away on the floor and found the box in which she hid the letters.
She opened the box and stretched the folded and rusty pages and started reading them.
" Pita shree, aapki putri Komal aapko pranaam karti hai. Hum aapke ke kushal hone ki kaamna kartein hain Aur aapko batana chahte hain ki hum apne jeewan ke is mod se bahut khush hain, subedaar hamre saath bahut acha vyahvaar karte hai hamari saari zarooraton ka khayaal rakhte aur hamein kisi bhi cheez ki kami nahi mehsoos hone dete. Hum aapke charan punhe ek baar sparsh karne ki aasha rakhte hain, humse jaldi milne aayiye ga .
Aapki putri
Komal""Dear father, your daughter Komal greets you and wishes for your well being. I want to tell you that I am very happy with this decision of my life. The magistrate takes full care of my needs and never makes me feel the absence of anything. I am feeling contented with my life. I wish to meet you and long for your soon arrival.
Your daughter
Komal" The letter readMohini' POV
How could this be possible, how can she live happily with such a man who is no worse than a monster. I am surely missing something.
And why there are so many papers while only one has a letter. I looked at the other pages which looked nothing different from the one which had some words on it. I then tried to smell it, to get any sort of clue that maybe left behind.
I smelled a corner of the paper, it smelt like something decayed and rotten, I knew the smell but couldn't recognize it.
It was something familiar and then I realized what is was.
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