Glimpse 3

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"Why did you come into my life, Ishita? Why?" His voice was raw, each word filled with bitterness and regret. "You’ve ruined everything. I thought you were my peace, my refuge—but no, you’re the disaster that tore my world apart. Why didn’t I see it sooner? Why did I ever trust you?"

His fists clenched, and his voice cracked as he shouted, eyes burning with unshed tears. "You’ve left me here, trapped, standing at a crossroads where there’s no path forward, no choice I can make. Why did I make you my life? Why did I choose you, love you, give you everything, when all I want now is to hate you?"

Tears rolled down his face as he continued, almost pleading. "Why did you come in front of me, pull me into your orbit, make yourself my everything? I didn’t know then… didn’t know you’d be the reason for this emptiness. You broke me, Ishita."

He looked up, his gaze hollow and filled with pain. "So tell me, how does it feel? How does it feel to watch me shattered, broken beyond repair?"

"You must be feeling happy, seeing me like this, right?" he snarled, his voice low and dangerous, his eyes blazing with anger. "But no more, Ishita. No more. Now, you’ll see the real Yuvraj Singh Yadhuvanshi. I’ll show you why people fear me, why the very sound of my name sends shivers down their spines."

He stepped closer, his words sharp, cold. "Until now, you only saw my love, felt my devotion, experienced the gentleness I had for you. But from this moment on, you’ll witness my hatred. And trust me, my hate is far more dangerous than my love ever was."

She stood there, paralyzed, broken. Tears streamed down her face, silent witnesses to the pain she couldn’t hold back.

He moved closer to her, his presence looming, menacing. Thunder crashed outside, and the rain poured relentlessly, echoing her own sense of dread. She flinched, her eyes wide with fear.

"Get ready, sweetheart," he said, his voice sharp and cold. "You’re about to feel the full weight of my hatred. And don’t think, even for a second, that I’ll pity you. Go ask my men what happens to those who betray me."

His voice cut through the silence like a blade, making her shrink back, her fear palpable. "So, Ishita Singhania," he sneered, "you’re trapped now, locked in the devil’s cage, and there’s no escape. Trust me—this devil is far more terrifying than any monster you’ve known."

He yanked her forward, watching her stumble, her eyes welling with tears, before turning away, his gaze cold and unyielding. Without a backward glance, he left the room, leaving her alone in the suffocating silence.

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