Mrinalini - root of hate
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We both belonged to complete different worlds but fate made us tied under the same tree.
it isn't fate but the game of time.
I saw him killing my parents infront of my eyes........my father was bleeding as hell as my mother begged infront of him on her knees to let us go. he took his sword and within a second it slayed my father's head. the blood splashed on my face and I looked at my father.
"father! mother!!" i cried as I saw him killing my mother too.
he turned back and saw me with a smirk. Then turned back and was about to leave when someone behind me said
"what about her?" he turned back and saw me who was crying as hell near my parents.
"kill her" he said heartlessly. He is the same man who claimed that he loved me.
"Was that all fake? Was your love for me not true??" I screamed as tears steamed in my eyes.
"I used you" his words made my world shattered.
why did her kill her parents???
a story where Mirnalini seeks to take revenge on Vishnu Vardhan, the prince of
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