Book 3 of : Hiraeth series.
"I want them dead " she finally looked up in my eyes with determination in them .
"Pehle aap thik ho jao , we will burn there whole family and the people related to them with so much cruelty that devil will sit back on...
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The pain of her leaving is like a lesson in disguise, teaching me not to trust everyone
(~Your one n only author)
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The day of the sports day finally arrived, and Aman was both excited and nervous. He had been practicing his Basketball skills for weeks and was determined to make his school proud.
As he arrived at the school, he saw Trisha and her friends cheering and holding banners. His heart skipped a beat as he saw Trisha's bright smile and sparkling eyes.
"Good luck, Aman!" she shouted, waving at him.
Aman smiled and waved back, feeling a surge of confidence. He knew he had to focus on the game, but he couldn't help but feel distracted by Trisha's presence.
In this week's he had not told her anything about bet thinking he will share everything with her after winning the match for her. And also was going to confess his feelings.
And just like he said . Rahul stayed away from Trisha. Playing something wick in his mind .
Whole school knew that someone has beated Rahul brutally as he was admitted in the hospital for few days .
To say Trisha was happy would be an understatement. She was practically grinning the whole day when she got to knew about him being in the hospital.
She continuously ranted to Aman how he used to bully freshers , junior. He used to make them work behalf of him and how she is feeling thrilled wanting to know who did that to him so he can do fist bump with him .
Aman couldn't help but chuckle at her antics and listen to her rambling. . . . .
Aman stepped onto the basketball court, his heart racing with excitement. He had been waiting for this moment for weeks, and finally, the day had arrived. He took a deep breath, feeling the cool air fill his lungs, and gazed out at the sea of faces in the stands.
Trisha was there, her bright smile and sparkling eyes shining like a beacon of encouragement. Aman's heart skipped a beat as their eyes met, and he felt a surge of determination course through his veins.
As the game began, Aman's nerves started to get the better of him. He fumbled his first pass, and his heart sank. But he refused to give up. He gritted his teeth and focused on the game, his eyes fixed on the ball as it bounced across the court.
With a burst of speed, Aman sprinted down the court, his heart pounding in his chest. He leapt into the air, his arms outstretched, and slammed the ball into the hoop. The crowd erupted in cheers, and Trisha jumped to her feet, her eyes shining with pride.
