𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗜

Tring... Tring...

My phone started ringing at 2:45 AM. Glancing at the clock, panic set in. I thought of any relatives or friends who might be in trouble.

"Hello," I answered, trying to stay calm.

All I heard was heavy, steady breathing.

"Hello? Are you okay?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Silence.

Fear clenched my chest. My dad would kill me if he found out I was talking to someone this late. "Please, if you have something to say, speak quickly. I don't want to-"

A voice so dark and chilling cut through the silence.

"Rishta jodna hai aapse," he said.

Confused and terrified, I whispered, "Kya?"

"Nikah karna hai aapse. Mohabbat ho gayi hai," he replied, his tone firm and eerie.

Suddenly, I heard soft footsteps near my door. Panic rising, I shoved my phone under my pillow and pretended to sleep.

The door creaked open. I held my breath, but whoever it was didn't come in-just closed the door again.

It had to be my mother-or worse, my stepdad.

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