𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. It's been years, she thought she had moved on from her first love. She believed that maybe that's how it was supposed to end. Until the day of her mehndi ceremony, he came back. Back, like nothing ever happened to him. Her lips parted in disbelief. He stepped towards her. She stepped backwards until her back hit the wall. His palm pressed against the wall at either side of hers, standing close enough to make her forget how to breathe. "Y.. You.. " Her voice came out as nothing more than a whisper, barely audible to the people standing around. "You... are alive?.." His dark eyes looked straight into hers, as his lips curved into a faintest smile, which didn't reach his eyes. He leaned in closer until his lips brushed against hers "Very much alive, sweetheart" "And I have come back to take what always belonged to me." he whispered, nipping her ear lobe with his teeth before pulling back just enough to look at her pale face. He raised his left hand caressing away the few fallen hair strands from her face "𝑹𝒖𝒏. 𝑭𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕. 𝑫𝒐 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕...𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆, 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒅𝒐.' ʙᴏᴏᴋ ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ:- 𝟷𝟾+ | ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ᴛʜʀɪʟʟᴇʀ Started: Ended: