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Rashi's heart raced, her thoughts tangled in a storm of jealousy and disbelief. No, I don't believe her, and I never will. The words echoed in her mind, each one like a vow she refused to break. Vihaan loved her, and only her. The promises he made-every single one of them-were true. She could see the truth in his eyes, feel it in every touch, every word. No one-no one-could take him away from her. That other woman, whoever she was, was lost in a delusion. She would never have him. Vihaan was hers, and nothing could change that.

Rashi's grip tightened on her phone as the thought of the other woman trying to steal Vihaan away consumed her. But before she could spiral further, the shrill ring of an unknown number cut through the air, snapping her out of her delusional world

With a huff of irritation, she quickly walked toward the garden, needing space to clear her head. She answered the call without thinking twice, hoping it was someone who could distract her from the chain of thoughts.

"Hello?" she asked, her voice sharp, barely hiding her frustration.

A deep, almost teasing voice responded from the other end, sending a jolt through her. "Come on, beautiful. You don't recognize me?"

Rashi frowned. "Who the hell is this?"

She couldn't mask the annoyance in her tone. "Will you tell me who you are, or should I just end the call now?"

A slight chuckle came through the line. "Hey, chill. It's Rishabh."

Rashi froze for a second, her mind racing. "Rishabh?"

"Oh! Hi, Rishabh," she said, trying to sound casual, but the confusion was clear.

His voice was almost teasing now. "What, no 'Hey, Rishabh!'? You didn't save my number?"

Rashi bit her lip. "No... Sorry. I just... forgot."

He didn't seem to mind, his tone still playful. "It's fine. By the way, where are you? I stopped by your office earlier to see you, but they said you left early."

Her chest tightened. Why would he come to my office? She tried to keep her voice steady. "Yeah, had some work. Left early today."

Before he could say anything more, Rashi quickly cut him off. "I'll call you later, Rishabh. I'm kind of busy right now. Bye."

She hung up before he could respond, her mind still whirling. What was this about? Rishabh was acting way too forward, and she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. But right now, she couldn't afford distractions-not when Vihaan was on her mind. Still, the call lingered in her thoughts, his boldness leaving an unsettling buzz in the air. What did he want from her?

               ~AUTHOR'S POV~ 🎀

"Where Are You? I Want Her Dead Before My Engagement That's It!" Meera Said This To Someone On The Call

"She Is Not Even Ready To Talk To Me Meera How Will I Kill Her I Called Her And Was About To Tell Her To Meet Me Near The Garden But Before That She Ended The Call"

"I don't Know Anything! Just SHOOT HER!" She Said And Ended The Call

                  ~RASHI'S POV~ 🎀

Vihaan Held My Hand And Pulled Me Into His Room

The door slammed shut behind me, and the weight of the moment pressed down on me, suffocating.

"What's wrong with you, Vihaan?" I demanded, voice trembling. "Why are you acting like you don't care? I know you're only with that Meera because of your mother, but at least talk to her about us!

I tried to pull away, but he didn't let me go. Instead, he gripped my waist, pulling me closer, his fingers digging into my skin as he forced my gaze upward, tilting my chin with a tenderness that betrayed the storm raging inside him.

"I don't know what's wrong with her," he said, his voice breaking. "You don't understand. My mom... she's a heart patient. If my one decision kills her, I'll never be able to live with myself. But marrying Meera, it makes her happy. I'll do anything to keep her alive.Anything."

I jerked back, tears burning my eyes. "But what about me, Vihaan? What about us? What about my happiness?"

He closed his eyes as if the weight of my words was too much to bear, the silence between us suffocating. "I never could keep you happy, and I never will," he murmured, pain lacing his voice. "But I swear on our love... I'll love you until my last breath. No matter what, no one will ever take your place. You are my everything."

His words sliced through me like a blade. The agony in my chest burned so fiercely that I couldn't breathe.

I looked up at him, my heart breaking, but the tears refused to fall. Instead, the anger bubbled to the surface, raw and uncontrollable. "Mera pyaar saccha tha, tumhara nahi!" I spat, my voice shaking with fury. "Kam se kam mere pyaar ki jhoothi kasam mat khao!"(My love was true, but yours wasn't! At least don't lie about my love with false promises.)

The words hit him like a punch, but before he could even respond, I spun around, my legs trembling beneath me. Without thinking, I slammed the door in his face with a force that echoed through the entire house.

I didn't wait for him to chase after me. I couldn't. Not this time.

I straight away went to the garden my heart beating hardly. I was feeling suffocated unable to breath even In The open air my feet gave up and I sat on the bench thinking about the moments we shared tears streamed down my face

I saw a handkerchief infront of my eyes as someone was aware that I would come and cry here I saw who was it only to see Rishabh standing behind me with the hankie. I stood up and was about to leave but he held my hand and was about to wipe my tears

"Don't you dare to hold my hand and touch me ever again!"

"That bastard always make you cry and then too you want him again and again? He is moving on in his life and now it's your turn to do that!"

I slapped him hard as much as I can "how dare you to call him that?" I held his collar and was about to slap him again, but what he did next was unexpected

He pulled the gun from his pocket with a chilling calmness, the cold steel gleaming in the dim light. My breath caught in my throat, my body freezing in place, as if the air itself had turned to ice.

His gaze met mine dark, unwavering. And then, with a cold smile that didn't reach his eyes, he raised the gun, pointing it straight at me. The world seemed to stop in that moment.

"It's the bitter truth, you know," he said, his voice low, almost too calm for the storm of emotions swirling beneath it. "No one loves you. No one." His words hit harder than any slap. They cut deeper than any wound.

I could barely breathe. My hands trembled at my sides, but I couldn't move. Fear paralyzed me, but it was the emptiness in his eyes that made my blood run cold.

"And I'll do you a favor," he continued, his voice smooth, almost like he was explaining something mundane. "I'll send you away from everyone. You'll be free."

My heart skipped a beat, the meaning of his words sinking in like a stone in my chest. My mind screamed for me to run, to fight, but my feet felt glued to the ground.

"SHOOT ME!" I don't know why I said this but I was so done with my life that I just wanted to disappear

"I said pull the trigger and shoot me"

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Continued this after so many days...
This scene breaks my heart
No words...

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