The City of Sunshine "Udaipur"in the beautiful state of India Rajasthan......A place from where million stories have arised...some of them are still a mystery....the state of ancient culture, civilization, forts, palaces and much.......
"The Shatter...
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Dadisha entered the kitchen to guide Arna on where things were kept for her first rasoi. But as she stepped inside, her eyes fell on Arna lying unconscious on the ground, blood pooling around her wrist. Shock gripped her chest, and she screamed, "Arna!"
Her shout echoed through the mansion, and within seconds, the entire household rushed toward the kitchen. Shiksha, Ritvi, Vetansh, and Rudra appeared at the doorway, their eyes widening at the sight.
Rudra's heart dropped as he saw Arna motionless on the floor. Without hesitation, he ran to her, scooping her limp body into his arms. His face was pale with fear, his breath quick and shallow.
"Arna! Arna, wake up!" he shouted, but she didn't respond.
With no time to waste, Rudra bolted out of the kitchen, carrying her toward the car. His grip tightened as panic consumed him, his mind racing with worry. "Get the car ready!" he barked, and within moments, the car screeched to a stop at the entrance.
Without a second thought, Rudra gently placed Arna in the backseat, cradling her head in his lap, as they sped toward the hospital, the rest of the family following close behind.
Everyone was gathered in the hospital, anxiety hanging thick in the air as a team of doctors tended to Arna. After some time, one of the doctors stepped outside, his expression somber.
"Sir, we need to involve the police as this appears to be a suicide case," he stated, looking concerned.
Rudra's heart raced, and he exchanged worried glances with his uncle, Harsh Singh. "No, we can't allow that," he said urgently. "It would bring shame to our family. What will they say? That the new daughter-in-law, the future queen of the royal household, attempted suicide on her first day of marriage?"
Shiksha added, her voice shaking, "Exactly! The scandal would be unbearable. They'd think we're incapable of taking care of our own."
Rudra nodded, his mind racing with the implications of such a scandal. He turned back to the doctor, a cold determination in his voice. "How much do you want? I'll pay whatever it takes. But this must remain a secret. If anyone finds out, I swear you won't just lose your job-you'll lose everything. There will be no trace of you left in this world. Understood?"
The doctor nodded, visibly shaken, and quickly retreated back inside the room.
Frustration boiled over as Rudra punched the wall, feeling the weight of his circumstances. Dadisha watched him closely, concern etched on her face. "Rudra, did something happen between you and Arna?" she asked gently.
Rudra recalled the harsh words they had exchanged that morning, the pain he had seen in her eyes. But he shook his head, suppressing the turmoil inside him. "No, Dadisha. What could possibly happen?" he replied, masking his feelings, but deep down, he knew the truth was far more complicated.
"Yes, Dadisa, what could happen?" Ritvi said, glancing at Rudra. "Bhaiya proposed to her for marriage, and she accepted. If she didn't want to, she would have denied it. I don't think Bhaiya is involved in this."
