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BURN MARK'S A REVENGE

BURN MARK'S A REVENGE

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They burned her, broke her... but forgot she was born from flames. Now, she's back - not to forgive, but to destroy. Each scar on her body hides a deadly plan. This is not just a story. This is a REVENGE that will leave a mark. A BURN MARK. The twist. She's not alone this time. Kuch chehre naye hain... par raatein wahi purani. Ek school. Ek past. Aur kuch aise raaz... Jo jitne purane hain, utne hi khatarnak. The game is quiet. But the fire? It's just getting started. To all those who pick up this book, thank you for giving my book a chance. English is not my first language so there will be grammatical mistakes. Sorry for that. I hope you like it.
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Prologue She was unconscious for four days. No one from her family came to see her. Her heart broke. She was in the hospital, yet no one cared enough to visit. Even after everything that had happened to her, she remained alone. As she walked slowly through the hospital corridor, her legs weak and her body aching, she saw them-her family. They stood there, talking in hushed voices. Relief and pain twisted inside her as she limped toward them. Then, without warning, a sharp slap struck her cheek. She stood frozen, numb not from the impact but from the words that followed. "Are you at peace finally? She has been raped because of you. Look at her condition, she is dying." A broken smile formed on her lips. Anyone could see her own ruined state-anyone but them. Once again, they had played their game. Once again, she was the one proven guilty. She wanted to scream, to tell them the truth. "It wasn't her who was raped. It was ME." But no words came out. Only silence.

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