The door creaked softly as Samaira stepped inside Room 204.
The smell of damp wood and dust immediately hit her senses, thick enough to make her uneasy. The room was dimly lit by a single flickering bulb hanging loosely from the ceiling, its weak yellow light barely reaching the corners.
For a second, everything was silent.
Then-
"Samaira."
The voice froze her blood.
Her breath hitched violently.
No.
Her eyes snapped toward the figure standing near the cracked mirror at the far end of the room.
Tall.
Still.
Hands calmly folded behind his back.
And as he slowly stepped forward into the light-
Her entire body went cold.
"You..." she whispered.
The words barely left her mouth.
Shock rooted her to the spot as she stared at the man in front of her.
"Vikram uncle...?"
A slow smile spread across Vikram's face.
Not affectionate.
Not kind.
Cruel.
Almost triumphant.
"Well," he drawled mockingly, "that took longer than expected."
Samaira physically stumbled back a step.
Out of everything she had prepared herself for-
This wasn't one of them.
Not him.
Never him.
Her chest tightened painfully.
"You're..." she swallowed hard, trying to process it. "You're the one behind all this?"
Vikram gave her a sarcastic little clap.
"Finally."
His gaze sharpened.
"The brilliant Samaira Shekhawat arrives at the correct conclusion."
The surname felt intentional.
Mocking.
Like a taunt.
Samaira's fingers curled tightly into her palms.
"No," she whispered instinctively. "No... this doesn't make sense..."
"Oh, it makes perfect sense," Vikram replied calmly. "You were simply too emotional to see it."
Her eyes burned instantly.
The betrayal hit differently because this wasn't some outsider.
This was family.
Someone who sat at the same dining table.
Someone who attended every family celebration.
Someone who comforted Mahendra after Adhrit's death.
Someone who hugged Advait like a son.
And now-
Now he stood here smiling like everything had always belonged to him.
"Why?" she demanded suddenly, voice cracking with fury. "Why would you do this? To your own brother? To Advait?"
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HIS UNFINISHED OBSESSION
Romance[Earlier known as UNWILLINGLY HIS..]. **Her wedding day was supposed to be the start of forever. Instead, it became the day her world collapsed.** Samaira had it all-until Advait, the man she trusted, shattered her dreams on their wedding day. Left...
