𝙰 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 - 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑. 𝙷𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚓𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜 . 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎.

" Anshi...... " Rudra stepped close, as I took a step back. "I think..." I took a shaky breath, "I think it's time to make everything right... by ending it all." I stepped back, tightening my grip on the revolver. Rudra's eyes widened. "What are you doing, love? Put the gun down. Just let me talk-" "No!" I whispered. My lips trembled. "I hate you," I said, looking straight into Rudra's eyes. " You're also like others." "No... don't say that. Please... don't." He dropped to his knees in front of me. " I'm sorry for everything, please put the gun down." He begged. My finger tightened on the trigger. My lips curved into something between a smirk and a sob. It's too late rudra. " But this is what you want? Don't you? Yeh hi to chahta tha na tum, Rudraksh Agnihotri?" My voice cracked. "Main mar gye... toh tumhara badla pura ho jaayega?" ( this is what you wanted, right? That I die. And your revenge is fulfilled?) "No... No! I never wanted this!" his voice cracked. "I love you. I love you so much. I've never begged anyone in my life, but I'm begging you now... please, don't do this. Please." Seeing him, I remembered the time when I begged in front of him, to not push me away. And now he is standing at my place. "I'm ready to fall at your feet, rub my nose there if that's what it takes - but don't, don't pull the trigger." I stood frozen. "You know I love you. I love you so damn much that if you pull that trigger... I swear, I'll shoot myself the next second."

Behind every smile is a scar. Behind every silence, a scream waiting to be heard. Welcome to Healing Your Scars - a story not about perfect people, but about broken souls trying to breathe again. Jiya, the girl who smiles so others don't see her fall. She left home to chase freedom, but carries the weight of regrets that still burn through her dreams. Darsh, the man with success in his name and storms in his mind. Haunted by a past love, he's locked his heart away-until her presence begins to shake his carefully built walls. Rudra, the cousin turned stranger, whose taunts hide love, and whose silence hides a bond long buried under grief. Aarushi, the bridge between hearts-soft, fierce, and unafraid to call out the truths everyone else hides from. ⚠️ Warning: This story contains intense emotional trauma, slow-burn healing, and an ending that may not satisfy everyone. If you're not ready for heartbreak, think twice. But if you dare to feel... read on. ~HEALING YOUR SCARS