PROLOGUE

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The same tear stained and badly bruised face of a teenage girl overlooks the small window of the isolated house situated in the darkest lane of the countryside .

Again something had happened to Arya. It had become a painful ritual for her. Well to be true,for her death seemed to be a better option than living like this.

But death wasn't an option for her. She loved her dear brother way more than to let him suffer alone. But today even he was snatched away from her. Forever.
He had reached a place from where she couldn't bring him back.

This was what SHE thought!

She never knew the reality. While she was lost in her thoughts,someone opens the creaky door. A woman in her early forties enters. The woman was very beautiful,though the beauty was smeared with cruelness

As soon as Arya has glance of her, something inside her just goes off!

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