{ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐈𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 } "You're a little tragedy, aren't you?" I pressed the gun harder against her forehead, my finger curling around the trigger. "I broke my rules for you. I thought you understood me. That YOU LOVED ME." Betrayal burned in her deep brown eyes, tears threatening to fall, her gaze reddened with fury. "You're a murderer, no matter how beloved." It felt like I was staring into the eyes of the devil. But then again-only a monster can deal with another one. *ੈ✩‧₊˚༺༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Manya D'Souza was once a dazzling internet sensation-until the night that changed everything. On the evening of her wedding, Aman Raghuvanshi, one of the city's most powerful businessmen, walked into their shared room. Everything looked normal. But by sunrise, he was dead-found lying next to a sleeping Manya. She didn't cry. She didn't speak. She didn't defend herself. The silence sealed her fate. Arrested, blamed, and almost convicted, Manya was saved from prison by her influential family. But her in-laws had other plans. They locked her away in the same room Aman was murdered in-trapped in memory, guilt, and unanswered questions. For four long years, she lived like a ghost behind those walls. Until the tragedy repeated itself. A second bride. Another wedding night. Another corpse. CBI Officer Miransh Thakur is sent to investigate the new case, but the patterns are too familiar to ignore. Every lead pulls him back to the unsolved death of Aman Raghuvanshi. The missing piece? Manya. But no one's allowed near her. No one talks about what happened. And no one wants the truth out. Yet Miransh isn't the kind of man who walks away from the silence. He's the kind who breaks it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Behind every lie is a grave waiting to be opened. Will you dare to open it?