Twin Inferno

10.perfect plan

Esha’s POV

The moment I saw Rudra and Siya together, smiling at each other, laughing, my blood boiled. How could I have been so blind? I had always been in control, always. No one had ever dared to come close to Rudra without me knowing, without me chasing them away. But this girl—this *Siya*—she had slipped through the cracks. And now, there they were, out on a date, sharing something I thought only I could have with him.

I stormed out of the restaurant, fuming, barely able to keep the tears from spilling over. The second I got home, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I threw my purse across the room, hearing the satisfying crash as it hit the wall. I ripped at my earrings, kicked off my shoes, and grabbed the first thing within reach—my perfume bottle—and hurled it at the mirror. It shattered, glass fragments scattering across the floor, reflecting my fury.

“How could he do this to me? *Me!*” I screamed, my chest heaving with frustration. “I’ve kept every girl away from him! Every single one!”

I’d always known what to do. A carefully placed message here, a fake rumor there, and any girl who got too close to Rudra would vanish like smoke. But Siya? She’d gotten close, *so close*, and I missed it.

I couldn’t believe I’d let this happen.

I collapsed onto the couch, burying my face in my hands. For the first time in years, I felt powerless. Tears burned in my eyes, streaming down my face as I let out a guttural sob. How could I let her get so close to him?

The door creaked open, and my father walked in, his face softening as he saw me crumpled on the couch. He didn’t need to ask what had happened. He knew. He had always known about my obsession with Rudra. And he had always been willing to do whatever it took to make me happy.

"Esha," his voice was gentle as he sat down beside me, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Tell me what’s wrong."

I looked up at him, my face streaked with tears. "It’s Rudra. He went on a date with *her*—that girl. Siya. I missed it, Dad. I missed her, and now she’s in his life. He’s *interested* in her!"

He frowned, his eyes darkening with protective rage. "That girl? How dare she?"

"I’ve never let anyone even text him, let alone go out with him!" I shouted, my voice hoarse from crying. "But she… she slipped right through, and now… now they’re dating."

My father’s face hardened, the protective instincts kicking in. "I’ll take care of her, Esha. I’ll make sure she never comes near Rudra again, even if it means… getting rid of her for good."

His words hung in the air, dark and threatening, but I shook my head quickly, wiping the tears from my face. "No, Dad. Don’t. I’ll handle this. I’ll get what I want, but I won’t let her die that easily. I want her to *suffer*. I’ll play my own game."

He looked at me for a long moment, assessing, then nodded slowly. "You’re sure?"

I sat up straighter, determination flooding back into me. "I’m sure. I know how to break her and take back what’s mine. I won’t let her win, Dad. This is *my* game now."

He stood, still gazing at me with a mix of concern and admiration. "You always get what you want, Esha. Just tell me if you need anything. I’ll do whatever it takes."

I smiled, wiping the last of my tears. "I will. Don’t worry. I’ve got this."

But before I could make my next move, I needed to bring Ehaan into the fold. He might not know about my obsession with Rudra, but he hated him just as much as I did. In fact, his hatred ran deeper. Ehaan had always wanted to crush Rudra, to snatch away anything that made him happy. And now, I had the perfect way to do it.

I grabbed my phone and dialed his number. He picked up after the second ring.

"Ehaan, come home. We need to talk."

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By the time Ehaan arrived, I had calmed down. I had already mapped out my plan in my mind, every piece falling perfectly into place. He walked into the room, eyebrow raised at the shattered glass and scattered objects.

"Rough day?" he asked, smirking.

I crossed my arms, looking at him with purpose. "I have the perfect revenge plan."

His smirk faded, his expression turning serious. "Revenge? Who’s the target?"

"Rudra," I said, watching for his reaction. "And the girl he’s dating—Siya."

Ehaan’s eyes narrowed, a familiar hatred flashing across his face at the mention of Rudra’s name. "He’s dating someone?"

I nodded, pacing in front of him. "Yes, it’s the first time Rudra’s ever liked a girl. And I know you’ve always wanted to pluck his happiness, to destroy anything that gives him joy."

He leaned back against the wall, arms crossed, intrigued. "Go on."

I took a deep breath, my mind racing. "What if you marry Siya?"

Ehaan’s brows shot up, but I could already see the gears turning in his mind. "Marry her?"

I nodded. "Think about it. It would crush Rudra. He’s never liked anyone before, and now, for the first time, he’s interested in someone. You can take that away from him. You’ll be taking the one thing he cares about. And she’ll be trapped, stuck with you while you tear him apart."

For a moment, Ehaan was silent, processing. Then, a slow, villainous smile crept across his face.

"You know," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "that might be the perfect plan."

He didn’t hesitate. There was no second-guessing, no questioning whether it was too far. Ehaan was willing to go the distance, to do whatever it took to make Rudra suffer. He always had been.

"I’ll marry Siya," he declared, his voice firm with twisted resolve. "And I’ll make sure Rudra watches as I take away the only thing he cares about."

I smiled, feeling a surge of satisfaction. Everything was falling into place. Soon, Rudra would regret ever looking at that girl. Soon, he would know what it felt like to lose.

And I, Esha, would be the one pulling all the strings.