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Chapter- 35 PSYCHOTIC SHE!

Siya's pov:

Standing Alone on the balcony, I reflect on the events that transpired earlier, the cool evening breeze gently brushing against my skin as I lean against the railing.

My mind drifts back to the moments that led me here, replaying the conversations, and the tension that hung in the air like a thick fog.

The words exchanged like arrows, sharp and pointed.

("bahut chahta hu apko, bahut mohabbat karta hu....aur ab toh aap saanso se jada zarorri hai....apko chor du ab toh sawal hi nahi paeda hota'')

(''aapne jeene ke liye aap mujhe maarenge....jaante hue ki mujhe aapse naf...''ek din mitta dunga'')

("never going to happen''.
''never always happens ms. Mehra''.)

("aap barbaadi hi kyu na bane mere liye hamesha mera sukoon hai rahengi)"

("He had caused a terrible accident to me, I was about to die,")

("He doesn't love you siya, he's just obsessed with you, obsessed with your body.)

("He's the kind of person who used to spend nights with random girls and never recognises their faces after the next day....his power, his charm, and money always attracted attention, and in response he always returned favors". You're the only person in his universe from the beginning who didn't give a damn about him ...which triggered him")

("You don't deserve this siya")

She wept uncontrollably upon recalling those words, her heart heavy with the weight of memories that flooded back to her in an overwhelming rush.

The tears streamed down her cheeks, a physical manifestation of the pain and sorrow that had been building inside her for far too long.

"Indeed, i don't deserve a bit of him, what have i done to fall into his dark web".

"How can he easily say those words, how can his eyes hold similar sincerity with words, he lied....all the time just to have my body".

Siya sobbed. She wept intensely to the point of choking.

"Of course, eventually he's promiscuous ".

"How far will you go to make someone bow before you? Mr. Thakur, just for the sake of your bloody ego".

Mr. Aagnay Pratap Thakur called me innumerous times for 3 days...for what?? Just to give me his polite explanation of whatever happened earlier in his conference.

And I don't give damn a fuck about his explanation when we're the one who caused this, at one point i never expected this idea will work but suraj assuranced me and it turned out into storm.

Hope, he'll not go against his own father, as he didn't say anything in front of the media . It seems our plan will work definitely....his image, his so-called debuted politician image, doesn't bear a single scratch on it when he's on the way to reach peak.

As son of great adhirath Pratap Thakur, he knew from the beginning what his father desired for his son's future. Then why the hell did he do all that to me....why torched me, humiliated me in front of my loved ones, why ignited feelings of fear around those people with whom I used to spend my time happily....just one question roaming in my mind, turning into havoc .....why me?? Me??.

But, why the fuck I'm asking for answers, all i wanted freedom...from him. Then it should be enough for me to rest of all.

Then,Why I'm feeling this.... feeling of betrayal. Feeling to lose something which I urge to hold tightly. Feeling to lose the unspoken promises, feeling to lose warmth, feeling to lose my soul.