venom in my blood

chapter 33

Author's pov :-

"Hy tell us something about you and Akshat. " Aranya said.

"Okay."

Ananya's eyes sparkled as she gazed into the campfire.

"You guys won't believe the crazy stuff Akshat and I did as kids," she said, a mischievous grin spreading.

Aranya and Kritika exchanged curious glances.

Ananya launched into stories of childhood adventures: sneaking into the nearby woods, building makeshift forts, and exploring hidden streams.

"Akshat always made sure I was safe," Ananya said, her voice filled with affection. "He'd hold my hand, and we'd face anything together."

As Ananya shared more memories, Aranya and Kritika listened with delight.

Kritika asked, "Did you two ever get into trouble?"

Ananya chuckled. "Constantly! But Akshat would charm our parents into forgiving us."

Aranya smiled, seeing Ananya's fondness for Akshat.

"I'm glad you had each other," Aranya said.

Ananya's gaze softened. "Me too. He's the perfect brother ."

The campfire crackled, warming the night air.

"I'd like to hear why Akshat marked himself away from everyone . "

Ananya's eyes clouded, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Akshat's childhood was marked by an unbreakable bond with his best friend, Rohan. They were inseparable, two souls in perfect harmony."

Aranya and Kritika leaned in, captivated.

Ananya's voice trembled.

"But fate had other plans. One fateful day, Rohan gave his life to save Akshat from a car accident."

Kritika's gasp echoed through the silence.

Aranya's eyes welled up.

Ananya's voice cracked.

"Akshat was devastated. He lost not only his best friend but a part of himself."

The campfire's flames danced, casting shadows on their faces.

Ananya's voice barely above a whisper.

"From that day on, Akshat built walls around himself. He couldn't bear the thought of losing someone again."

Kritika nodded sympathetically.

Aranya's voice was barely audible.

"He's been running from love, from connection, ever since."

The darkness surrounding them seemed to thicken, heavy with the weight of Akshat's pain.

"Hy sofia why don't you tell us about your family. " Kritika asked with a smile.

Sofia poked at the campfire, watching the flames dance as she settled into the storytelling mood.

"I'm telling you, guys, my family is something else," Sofia said with a chuckle, glancing at Aranya, Ananya, and Kritika.

Kritika leaned in, curiosity sparking in her eyes. "What do you mean? Tell us more."

Sofia took a deep breath, launching into the story. "Well, my mom's a total free spirit. She's always traveling and trying new things. Last year, she spent three months in Europe, just wandering around and soaking up the culture."