Her Only Saviour

60. Storm brewing

𝕿𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖆𝖘 𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖓
𝕻𝖍𝖎𝖗 𝖇𝖍𝖎 𝖐𝖞𝖚𝖓

𝕿𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖆𝖘 𝖓𝖆𝖍𝖎𝖓
𝕯𝖎𝖑 𝖒𝖊𝖎𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖎 𝖙𝖚

𝕻𝖆𝖗 𝖉𝖎𝖑 𝖒𝖊𝖎𝖓 𝖈𝖍𝖍𝖚𝖕𝖎 𝖍𝖔 𝖐𝖞𝖚𝖓
𝕸𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝖏𝖔 𝖘𝖆𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖆 𝖈𝖍𝖍𝖔𝖉𝖔𝖔𝖓 𝖐𝖆𝖇𝖍𝖎

𝕿𝖔 𝖐𝖍𝖚𝖉 𝖘𝖊 𝖇𝖍𝖎 𝖍𝖔 𝖏𝖆𝖚𝖓 𝖏𝖚𝖉𝖆
𝕶𝖞𝖚𝖓𝖐𝖎 𝖐𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖙𝖔 𝖍𝖆𝖎 𝖙𝖚𝖏𝖍𝖘𝖊 𝖗𝖆𝖆𝖇𝖙𝖆

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On the other end of the city, inside the towering glass-paneled Oberoi Towers, the tension was of a different kind.

Anirudh had finally returned to his office after a night at the penthouse with his friends.
Though freshly showered and suited up, there were dark circles beneath his eyes and a heaviness in the way he carried himself—like grief wearing the mask of composure.

The first two days, he’d barely spoken a word to Vivaan, Siddharth, or Rudransh.

But by the fifth day, his voice had started returning.

Still cold. Still guarded.

But it was a start.

Now, they sat across from him in his office lounge—coffee in hand, phones on silent, concern etched across their features.

“Anirudh,” Siddharth began carefully, “I know you don’t want to hear this. But maybe you need to.”

Anirudh looked up briefly from his laptop, eyes unreadable. “Go on.”

Vivaan exchanged a look with Rudransh before speaking. “You really think Nandini’s a murderer? That she plotted all this? Just like that?”

“I saw the footage,” Anirudh said stiffly. “I don’t need theories. Also I saw everything with my own eyes.”

“And did the footage show you the years she spent alone? The hell she’s been through? The people who betrayed her before she even met you?” Rudransh asked bluntly.

Anirudh’s jaw tightened.

“There’s always a story behind the silence,” Siddharth added. “Maybe you’re just seeing the end of a story you never knew began.”

He said nothing. But his hands clenched.

Vivaan leaned forward. “We’re not asking you to forgive her right now. We’re just saying… what if there’s more to this than what you saw?”

“she could've told ,” Anirudh said, finally looking up. “she could've told me all her truth. She didn’t. She stood there and let me fall apart.”

“Maybe she thought the truth would destroy you,” Siddharth said softly.

“Or maybe,” Rudransh added, “she was trying to protect you in a way you wouldn’t understand yet.”

Those words stuck. Hung in the air.

Anirudh stared blankly at the city skyline outside his window.

Nandini’s face flashed in his mind—tear-streaked, lips trembling, eyes burning with words she never spoke.

And for the first time in days…

He wondered.

What if there really was something he didn’t know?