42. Aftermath

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Sorry for late, the chapter uploaded was the previous version of it, which wasn't supposed to be out, so I had to delete it, then modify it again.

The chapter would be out quicker but I had some complications in my menstruation, so it was painful, intense with mood swings and emotions.

And yeah at 10:05 Pm today, a reel will be uploaded, that is a spoiler that will break you (if you love this story)

And yeah at 10:05 Pm today, a reel will be uploaded, that is a spoiler that will break you (if you love this story)

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I groaned as the damn headache pounded through my skull. Slowly, I tried opening my eyes, hissing at the dull light that greeted me. My body felt heavy, limbs sore. With a painful grunt, I pushed myself up on my elbows and started massaging my temples.

"What the fuck..." I murmured, squinting around the room.

Where the hell am I?

The bedroom looked unfamiliar. Only a soft golden night bulb lit the space, casting lazy shadows on the walls. Thick black curtains were drawn, blocking any trace of daylight.

"Ah," I winced, still dizzy. My eyes dropped down instinctively - and I froze.

I was wearing a shirt.

A man's shirt.

What the actual fuck?!

My heart started hammering in my chest. I looked closer, slowly pulling the collar away. My breath hitched.

Marks. Deep red marks across my collarbone and chest.

No. No no no.

What the fuck happened?

Who did this?

Why the hell can't I remember anything?

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Panic surged through my veins as I grabbed the hem of the shirt and yanked it up just enough to check my thighs. Thank god. My safety shorts were still on.

But when I touched my chest, my breath caught in horror.

No bra.

No fucking bra?!

"Okay okay, calm down, girl," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Just... remember. Just try to remember."

I closed my eyes, trying to summon anything.

"Yeah, yeah, I went to the party... with that damn bastard and then... then... fuck it," I growled in frustration. My head ached harder.

Did something happen... between me and Ekaksh?

"No no no no no," I whispered, shaking my head violently like I could physically reject the thought. "This can't be real."

I looked around again, heart thudding violently inside my chest.

Where the fuck am I?

And then - the door creaked open.

I jerked back, wide-eyed.

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