OS, TS, other shots on Shivika....
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***Thank you to very one who voted and commented in the last part. Very very very sorry for the delay. So another OS here, and this one is very different. It depicts a different and unique love story of two people. Let's find out who guesses the twist first. Isme bhi balti bhar bhar ke votes aur comments de dena***😁
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In a big mansion: Annika is seen standing in front of a large mirror setting her hairs perfectly, putting on a smile smirk on her face. She dressed herself in a black dress, along with some black stiletos and a black purse, matching with her outfit.
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Annika went towards a chest and opened it, only to grab a black pistol loaded with bullets. She dumped it in her purse and walked out of the room in a style.
In another big mansion: Shivaay is gelling his perfect hair standing in front of his mirror, smiling to himself. Decked up in black suit, he was all set to step out.
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He picked up a pistol laying on the dressing table and tucked it in the back pocket of his pant. Looking at himself in the mirror for one more time, he stepped out of the room.
At a farmhouse in isolate area:
🎶 MUSIC 🎶
The lights were dim, the windows were open from where the cool breeze entered, making a hushing sound. Along with hundreds of candles lit in the room, which were only their to witness Annika and Shivaay, who were coming from opposite sides with a smile, hiding their guns🤫. Both walked, their hazel and cyan eyes meeting each other. Small smile adorned on their lips. They stood in front of each other.
Na chain se jeene degi Na chain se marne degi
Shivaay held Annika's hand and twisted her hand making her back touch Shivaay's chest. He took out his gun and traced the gun on Annika, starting from the back of her palm, dragging it up towards her neck, while Annika threw her head back feeling the shock that ran through her whole body.
