Sinful Addiction

prologue

In a dimly lit alley, the girl stumbles, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her face is pale, a stark contrast to the shadows that seem to close in around her. Her steps are uneven, each one a struggle as she fights through pain and fatigue. Her health is failing rapidly—perhaps from an illness or injury—and she's running on sheer willpower.

Behind her, the sound of footsteps grows louder, each echo a reminder that someone is in pursuit. The danger is palpable, and she knows that if she doesn't find help soon, her situation could become dire. Her last hope is just ahead: a small, flickering light that could signify safety, possibly a place where she can find refuge or medical assistance.

Desperation and determination are etched across her face as she pushes herself forward, every step a battle against her own deteriorating condition and the looming threat behind her.

  3 years later

The girl dancing in the garden exudes a captivating charm. Her long, flowing hair cascades in waves, catching the sunlight and shimmering with every movement. She wears a delicate, flowing dress adorned with floral patterns that flutter gracefully around her as she dances. Her skin glows with a healthy radiance, and her eyes sparkle with joy and warmth, reflecting the colors of the flowers around her. Her smile is wide and infectious, lighting up her face and drawing others into her happiness. As she dances, her every gesture is fluid and elegant, embodying both grace and a sense of freedom, making her presence seem almost ethereal against the backdrop of nature’s beauty.

Aranya! Called my nanna

"How Many times I have to tell you be careful don't rome around like this....you don't understand if something happens's to yo_" and she started crying

My nanna she's my lucky charm my saviour she have soft spot in her heart for me... When ever the topic comes to my safety she started crying... Once she told me when she found me near a river I was unconscious, and take 3 mounths to open my eyes, when I try to remember that days i usually get an panick attack and black. That's the problem, I don't remember anything about my past, but I'm happy with my nanna we don't need a past when you have your best days in front of you... But some time I hope I had remembered my family, my past lifestyle. I feel like I had started a new life with new people.

"Aranya! Where are you lost bacha" asked my nanna

(Child)

"Nothing nanna, you say how was your day, and firstly why are you late...you know na your health is not good nowadays why are you going out huh_'

"Acha ji ulta chor kotwal ko daate huh,
What are you doing out of the house"
She softly twisted my ear,

"Nanna! It's hurting na"

"Be ready at 11 o'clock we are going to Dr. Amisha today I have taken appointment, and no mischief today or never talk to me again."

"No nanna please Dr. Amisha is a psychologists but she is not stable, she ask's me funny questions nann_."

"No funny ideas Aranya! That's a warning "

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And guess what will happen in Dr. Amisha's clinic...

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