How I Became The Villan in My Own Story
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Ongoing, First published Jan 11
When a young woman, already grappling with personal trauma, opens her heart and home to her family, she never expects the tension to spiral so out of control. As the weeks go by, she begins to notice troubling behavior between her husband, Mark, and her cousin, Emily, a 16-year-old girl who seems to be crossing boundaries in a way that can't be ignored. Despite her attempts to address the growing discomfort, her concerns are dismissed, leaving her feeling isolated and paranoid.

As the situation deepens, the family begins to fracture. Ella, the  oldest sister, seems indifferent, and their younger brother, Josh, grows worried but doesn't know how to help. With her marriage crumbling under the weight of her fears and a divided family that no longer supports her, the woman struggles to reclaim control and trust. In a house where love and respect used to reign, the lines are now blurred, and the threat of a broken family looms ever closer.

This is a story of tension, distrust, jealousy, and the fight to hold a family together when everything seems to be falling apart.


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"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.