Ranked #3 in thirll on 13th May 2018.....
Nisha Chauhan was an upcoming Fashion Designer in Fashion industry she had won many fashion shows and worked under the one of the best Fashion designer in that filled after working for almost three yrs with...
This words kept ringing in my brain while looked at now angry Nisha with my eyes wide open and my hand on cheek. She burst out crying even more harder, I wanted to hold her and to make her calm but now if I did that then everything will be ruined.
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All those hard work of ignoring her and talking rudely and meaningless to will be a waste.
After what seems like five mins or so Nisha composed herself and started hitting my chest with her small fists, "Am not a murder," She wishpered then she looked at me in eyes, "Did you hear that Viraj, I AM NOT A GOD DAMN MURDER." She shouted at the top of her lungs, and broke down into tears again.
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I wanted to hold her, hug her and wanted to talk nothing but sweet to her in her ears. But I can't do that or else...... Or else all my struggle to get till this point will go in vain. I can't let that happen not when I am so close to my goal.
She calmed down a bit and looked at me into my eyes with her red puffy and teary eyes, which broke my heart into million pieces I can't see her like this and this is last time I am allowing her to cry.
"You always wanted to know naa that what Kaira has done to me that I distrust her so much?" She wishpered. I didn't said anything but just looked into her eyes as she continued. "You think she and her brother is innocent and I am the one who's the culprit right??" She said in a bit louder voice this time and I flinched.
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