"Sunshine and Shadows"
- LECTURAS 466
- Votos 2
- Partes 47
Concluida mié, oct 23, 20244h 6m
Rajvansh's heartbeat pounded in his chest as he spotted Sayanshi walking down the corridor, her laughter ringing like sweet chimes. His jaw tightened when he saw her talking animatedly with his rival. Without thinking, he rushed out, grabbing her arm and pulling her into an empty classroom.
The door slammed shut behind them, and Rajvansh locked it with a decisive click. Sayanshi's eyes widened in surprise. Before she could speak, Rajvansh stepped closer, crowding her space. His intense gaze held hers, and he pinned her against the wall, his breath warm against her face.
"Rajvansh, what's going on?" Sayanshi's voice wavered, but there was a firmness in her tone.
"Why were you talking to him?" Rajvansh demanded, his voice low and edged with frustration. His fingers gripped her waist and one hand on the wall beside her, trapping her with his presence. "You've been spending a lot of time with him."
Sayanshi's eyes narrowed. "And? What's it to you?"
Rajvansh's eyes flashed with a mix of anger and something softer, deeper. "He doesn't deserve your attention. I'm the only one who should be close to you."
Sayanshi's breath caught as she looked up at him, a storm of emotions churning within her.
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