"One Last Chance"
They say that in the last seven minutes before death, a person relives their happiest memories. But as Sita lay bleeding, there was nothing-no warmth of family, no laughter of childhood. Only one face appeared.
His.
Trinod, the husband she thought she never loved. The man who had always been there-watching, protecting, loving her in silence. And now, he was dying in her arms.
"It was always you sita. You are my world," he whispered, his blood staining her hands.
Regret consumed her as the darkness took over. She had been blind to his love, blind to her own heart. And just as she wished for one more chance-to love him, to be loved by him-a second bullet found its mark. Death embraced her.
Yet fate had other plans.
For more, read the epilogue.
after epilogue ,charcters introduction will be given don't skip them they plays the crucial role in this story
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