HIS NIRVANA |18+

~7

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Continued.......

As the rain poured heavily, the droplets blurred the space between Miksha and Ruhaan. His lips formed her name- "Jaan." A word so intimate, yet from a time long buried in the crevices of their hearts. The soft, almost broken whisper tugged at Miksha's soul, like a forgotten melody suddenly remembered.

Miksha's chest tightened. That voice. That single word, which no one had uttered to her in years, except one person. Could it be? Her eyes searched his face desperately, trying to piece together the fragments of a memory she had spent years burying. But her mind refused to believe what her heart recognized immediately.

Ruhaan stood before her, yet it was impossible. Too many years had passed.She took a step back, her face turning cold, walls rapidly building around her emotions.

Ruhaan, oblivious to her inner turmoil, reached out tentatively, his hand trembling. His fingers almost touched her arm when she jerked away, her cold facade now fully in place.

"So finally Mr Rathore came into sight"
she hissed, her eyes flashing with the same rage that had brewed in her earlier.

Ruhaan came back to reality, his eyes turned darker as he saw her standing infornt of him, his fist clench, turning his knuckles white, hips lips curled up, a evil smirk dancing on it. He tilt is head in a sinister way, his eyes bore into her as he said

"Main to dhoondhta raha aapko is kainaat mein,
Aur aap chhupi thi mere hi sehar ki saugaat me."

Miksha was completely baffled by his words that was making no sense to her, why he would be searching of her was the question lingering in her mind. But she remained cold and distant. His next words broke the hypnosis of her thought.

"Soo!!!.... how are you ...uh- huh your name?"

"I too can ask the same Mr Rathore" Miksha spoke arm across her chest in confidence.

"Ruhaan Singh Rathore" he said with a smug look with his hands in pocket. The name echoed in the silent streets on udaipur where both the eminent figure standing face to face.

Miksha didn't reacted to it her expression remaind same. Her rage was boiling up to infinity.

"You look angry, Theodore" he said slightly bending to meet her eyes with a mocking expression.

"You are not the one for whom I would show some emotion Mr Rathore" she said with a tight smile.

His anger boiled, he moved forward to hold her hand with gritted teeth "You---
His words were interrupted by her sharp glare as she took two steps back

"Na na ... stay away from me." She said in teasing calm tone which was fueling his fury.

"Whoever you think I am, I'm not that person anymore." Miksha's voice dripped with venom.

"See you soon Mr Rathore".
She turned swiftly, signaling her bodyguards to return to their posts.

The rain continued to fall, the coldness of the night seeping into her bones, but nothing compared to the chill she felt within.Ruhaan was frozen in place, watching her retreat. His fists clenched, the familiar mixture of anger roiling inside him. He wasn't about to let her slip away again, not after coming so close.

As the rain turned into a downpour, his resolve hardened."I'm not letting you go this time!" Ruhaan shouted into the storm.

But she didn't turn back, although a frown appeared as she listened to the words. What does that mean?