​Far away, Ahana hid behind the half-closed shutters of an abandoned shop, trying desperately to quiet her breathing. Rain soaked her completely now. The bridal jewellery felt heavy. Suffocating. Then suddenly- a car stopped in front of the lane. Slowly. Ahana froze. The back door opened. And Viraaj stepped out himself. No umbrella. No hurry. Just that same terrifying calmness. Ahana immediately stepped backward. Viraaj looked at her silently for a long moment. Rainwater slid down his face and black sherwani while his eyes remained fixed entirely on her. "You're making this difficult," he said quietly. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ || Thriller- Romance