♡ SHE LOVED HIM IN SILENCE. NOW SHE SURVIVES IN SECRETS. ♡ ╭── ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ──╮ I Belong to HATE. ╰── ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ──╯ --- :･ﾟ✧ Once upon a time there was a girl. A girl who loved a boy in silence, because speaking it out loud would've broken her. A girl who suffered more than any teenager should - bruises no one saw, wounds no one asked about. :･ﾟ✧ Years passed. That girl is gone. In her place stands a woman. A woman who holds darkness in her fist. Whose eyes are still empty, but now they don't beg. They command. They lead without a single word. But the ghost of that girl who died years ago? She's still there. Breathing down her neck. Whispering in the quiet. Haunting her. --- :･ﾟ✧ AND THEN THE NIGHTMARE WALKED BACK IN. :･ﾟ✧ ⋆✧ The Batch Meetup. ✧⋆ Old faces, ghosts who laughs too loud. And him. The boy she remembered from school is dead. Buried under tailored suits, cold smiles, and rumors. Vidyut Mehra, a businessman who is Powerful, Rich and Crueller than monsters. People whisper at parties. "He's connected to the mafia." But the moment he turns, the room goes silent. Because no one dares to say it boldly. He looks at her across the room like he's been waiting. Like he's been counting the days. Because he had promised her once, years ago, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "I will come back. For my revenge." And now? He's back. --- :･ﾟ✧ BUT THIS ISN'T THE SAME GIRL HE LEFT BEHIND. :･ﾟ✧ She doesn't flinch anymore. She doesn't beg. She doesn't break. She doesn't know what his intentions are. Is it revenge? Obsession? A game? Or something darker she's not ready to name? All she knows is this: He wants to trap her. In his world. In his rules. In his shadows. Too bad. She's a woman now. And this woman knows how to fight back. With secrets of her own. With scars that taught her