The air was thick with tension as Bhargavi stood in the dimly lit room, her heart racing in her chest. The walls seemed to close in around her, a reminder of the claustrophobic grip her life had become since her entanglement with Reyansh. She had thought she could handle the darkness that came with him, but as the nights grew longer and her thoughts grew darker, she wasn’t so sure anymore.
Reyansh's tab glowing with the upcoming message, message's voice lingering in her mind like a haunting melody. “I have killed him, just need you here for further proceedings” It was a mantra she had heard before, whispered in the shadows of her past, but now it echoed louder than ever. The mafia life was not just a world of danger; it was a crucible that tested the very essence of who she was.
HE was
As she paced the room, her mind drifted back to the day when her life had taken a turn for the worst. She remembered the fear in her mother’s eyes when she had found out about Reyansh, the warnings left unheeded. “He’s trouble, Bhargavi. You don’t know what you’re getting into.” Those words had been lost in the whirlwind of passion and chaos that followed.
Just then, a knock on the door jolted her from her thoughts. She hesitated, her instincts screaming at her to be cautious. But curiosity got the better of her. She opened the door to find a tall figure standing in the shadows, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
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