दिल में है एक उम्मीद, पर साँसे हैं थमी सी,
आँखों में आँसू, पर हिम्मत है झुकी नहीं,
चुपके से दुआओं में तेरा नाम आता है,
मुझे बस तेरी ही पनाह का इंतज़ार रहता है।
◇
Vote Target :- 400+
Comment Target:- 60+
I WILL NOT UPDATE UNTIL THE TARGETS ARE COMPLETED 👍🙂
Avantika Pov
Just as the cupboard door began to creak open, a shout erupted from across the room.
"Boss!" one of the goons yelled, his voice tense and urgent.
In an instant, the sound of gunfire shattered the air.
Thud! Thud!
The shots echoed through the room, sharp and merciless. My pulse thundered in my ears as I held the little girl closer, feeling her small body tremble against mine.
"Run!" another goon's voice came, frantic and edged with fear. Footsteps thundered down the corridor outside as chaos unfolded, the sounds of shouting and desperate retreat filling the air.
I could feel my heart pounding, hoping this sudden burst of violence would distract them long enough for us to stay hidden.
In the suffocating silence that followed, I dared not breathe.
The seconds dragged on, feeling like hours. Each beat of my heart echoed louder in the cramped cupboard, and the air grew thinner, pressing down on me and the little girl in my arms.
One minute... then two. My chest tightened, and I realized I could barely breathe.
Steeling myself, I slowly reached for the cupboard door, my hands trembling as I eased it open, just a crack at first. The room beyond seemed empty, the silence punctuated only by distant footsteps and faint shouts.
Summoning every bit of courage left in me, I opened the door wider, holding my breath, hoping we'd find our way out of this nightmare.
With the little girl clinging tightly to me, I stepped out, scanning left and right, trying to catch any sign of movement. The hallway stretched out like an endless tunnel, eerily silent. My pulse raced as I took each careful step.
Just then, the lights went out, plunging us into darkness. I held my breath, clutching her closer, feeling her tiny fingers grasp my arm. My foot nudged something solid on the floor, and I froze, realizing with a sinking heart that it was a body.
"Mumma..." she whispered, her voice a faint, terrified whimper.
"Shh... baby," I murmured, forcing my voice steady, "hum ja rahe hain apki mumma ke paas." The words felt like a fragile promise, but I clung to them, hoping they'd be true.
Slowly, I moved forward, one step at a time, navigating the shadows, praying that the next door would lead us to safety.
As we stumbled our way through the dimly lit corridors, I felt the girl's grip on my hand tighten with each passing moment. Somehow, amidst the chaos and the dread, we found ourselves nearing the entrance. Relief washed over me, but it was short-lived.
"Going somewhere, bitch?" A rough voice snarled as a hand yanked me back, my heart racing with shock.
I turned, my eyes wide with fear, only to see a shadowy figure looming behind me. The little girl looked up at me, her tear-stained face reflecting pure terror.
