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𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐡 is the story of two silences.
You think I don't see it?" Mohini said. "Things don't fall apart around you unless someone makes sure they do."
Mrityunjay stopped.
He turned slowly, anger already set in his face.
"Accusations have consequences," he said, voice low and steady. "Be certain before you speak."
She stepped closer instead of backing off. "I'm calling it what it is."
That was when he snapped and that was all it took.
He grabbed her arm hard, sudden pulling her back before she could move away. The force made her stumble a step toward him.
"Say it again," he said, voice low and dangerous. "Say it knowing you can't take it back."
"Let go," she hissed, trying to pull free.
He didn't. His grip tightened for a moment, not enough to hurt but enough to remind her how easily he could.
"You don't get to turn your anger into my crime," he said. "Not without proof. Not without consequence."
Her eyes flashed. "This is exactly why people fear you."
He released her abruptly, the movement rough, uncontrolled. She staggered back, steadying herself.
"Fear comes easy," he said coldly. "Truth doesn't. And you chose the easier one."
Silence hit hard between them.
Mohini straightened slowly, rubbing her wrist, fury barely contained. "This isn't over."
He didn't deny it.
As she walked away, Mrityunjay stood still, jaw clenched knowing he'd crossed a line he could never fully step back from.
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