Mahira : His Devotion

𝐌𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭.

They say love hurts. But I? I never loved him. I chased him, betrayed him, captivated him, and devoted myself to him

And he? He accepted every ounce of me.
He had to, because I, Mahira Shekhawat, deserve nothing less than worship.
Yet, in the end, it shattered me-it had to; I had chosen the agony for myself, to fall in love with him-with Vidyut Singh Chauhan.

𝐕𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐮𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧.

They say hate blinds. But I? I never allowed myself to truly hate her. I wanted to-I tried,but she has a way of crawling under my skin, of twisting my anger into...something I can't put into words.

And she? She commands every part of me, drags me into surrender I loathe to give. She is Mahira Shekhawat. She deserves worship. And yet I despise the fact that I offer it but soon I'll give in but not before ruining her in my ways.

-----------𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍----------

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