ANIRA - THE PLANNED ACCIDENT

CHAPTER 5 . THE (unwanted) WEDDING

Neha's voice trembled on the phone, "Bhaiii par mai kaise..."

(But brother, how can I...)

Eshanth cut her off, "I don't know anything, Neha."

He hung up, leaving Neha tense.

"Ek taraf meri bestfriend, toh dusre taraf mera bhai!"

(One side my best friend, the other side my brother)

Neha paced, thinking.

"Kuch soch Nehu, kuch toh socha"

(Think something, Nehu, think something)

Suddenly, Tirth Rajvanshi appeared behind her.

"What are you doing here alone at 1 am?" he asked, his voice sending chills.

Neha stepped back, fearful.

Tirth's steps closed in; he grasped her waist.

"Leave me!" Neha shouted, but he silenced her.

He badly twisted her wrist leaving his imprints on the spot .

Neha bit his hand and escaped.

NEXT DAY MORNING

Neha's pale face reflected the previous night's trauma.

Determined to help her brother and friend, she planned to expose Devansh.

Kashvi approached, concern etched on her face.

"Oyeee kya soch rahi hai?"

(What are you thinking?)

Neha flinched.

Kashvi held her shoulder.

"Are you okay?"

Neha hesitated.

Kashvi sensed something was wrong.

"Neha, share it with me," Kashvi urged.

Neha considered confiding in Kashvi.

"Might be she can give me a better idea!" , She tried convincing herself to speak out everything infront of Kashvi.

"Kashvi, Devansh isn't the right person!" Neha said.

Kashvi's expression intensified.

"What do you mean?" Kashvi asked.

Neha revealed Devansh's infidelity.

Kashvi stopped her.

"I know Devansh is a playboy... but he's changed for Ani."

Neha remained unconvinced.

"Ofcourse I need a solid proof against him " , She whispered to herself.
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In her room, Anira gazed at her wedding jewelry, lost in thoughts of Devansh.

"Finally, Devansh would be mine."

A smile covered her face with slight tint of blush . Every moment with Devansh flooded in her mind . She felt as if she was the most luckiest girl ever .

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The rituals were about to begin.

Anira, resplendent in her bridal red lehenga, admired herself.

Kashvi stood behind, mirroring her smile.

"Finally, freedom from this prison, Ani!" Kashvi exclaimed.