My Devil | 18+

Chapter 21

As my vision blurred, I looked at Siya's face, expecting to find shock or remorse...but instead, I saw a smile.

Now blood started dripping down In that moment, my legs could no longer hold me up, and I crumpled to the ground.

Darkness slowly crept into the corners of my vision, and before I could process anything, my eyes closed against my will.

AUTHOR'S POV

Riddhima's eyes shot open.
Her body trembled uncontrollably in the dark. She sits up in bed, heart racing, body drenched in sweat.

"Siya...where are you?"

Her heart pounded against her chest as she took in her surroundings.

"What just happened?"
"Siya?"

Her mind was still trying to process the nightmare that had shaken her from her sleep.

"It was just a dream???" she whispers to herself, trying to steady her breathing.

Tears welled up in her eyes, the image of Siya and the events of the dream flash in her mind and feel a deep sense of betrayal.

"Thank...thank God it was just a dream..My siya could never do this to me."

She takes a deep breath and forces herself to calm down, reminding herself that it was all just a dream.

She rubs her chest, the phantom pain a reminder of the dream.

"V..vansh?"she whispered his name, her hand reaching out to the empty space beside her.

"Vansh?," she called again, her voice catching in her throat as the realization that he wasn't there sank in.

Her eyes flicked around the room, searching for any sign of Vansh. But he was nowhere to be found.

Within seconds, tears welled up in her eyes, a sense of emptiness and loss overwhelming her.

She collapsed onto the bed, her tears streaming down her face as she struggled to make sense of what had happened.

She had passed out in Vansh's arms, the last thing she remembered was the sound of his voice. And now, this strange dream... it had felt so real, so terrifying. She was filled with confusion and fear, her heart aching at the thought of what she had just experienced.

Her voice was a hoarse whisper as she said, "Not again..." Her mind flashed back to the day when Vansh had chained her up.

Her vision was blurred with tears as she tried to rise from the bed, her muscles weak and unresponsive.

As she struggled to push herself up, her arms and legs gave way beneath her, and she fell back onto the bed with a cry of pain.
"Ahh..hhhahhh."

Her head slammed against the corner of the bed, the pain sharp and sudden.

For a few moments, she felt like she was floating in a daze, her head heavy and the world around her fuzzy.

Her hands to her head, cradling it as she groaned. "Ahh... it hurts," she gasped, the throbbing in her head almost unbearable.

She forced herself to stand up, her body still shaky and weak.

Ignoring the throbbing pain in her head, she took a few steps forward, clutching at the furniture for support. "Vansh... you're gone again."

The tears streamed down her face. She stumbled out of the room.

The house was eerily silent, the stillness of the night only adding to her sense of isolation.