**** hello everyone your beloved author is back after a long break. I was really unwell these days and a lot of stuff was going on in the background but anyways now that I am back, lets continue with the story.

Happy reading!

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Flashback continues in Aashika's pov.

Opening the door I could hear those voices clearly but to my suspicion there was no on to be seen inside. The hall was well lit and the rooms were all wide open. I stepped inside the room trying to figure out where the screams were coming from. Those pleads were heart wrenching yet too low to identify the source. I checked the room thoroughly when my eyes fell on something unexpected.

A basement?

I've been to this place several times but Advay never told me he had a basement. I opened the door and descended the stairs only to enter a dark corridor.  The screams were now clear. I could hear a girl begging someone to leave her.

"I think she's getting forced", i muttered before tiptoeing towards the sound.

I saw a small room from where dim yellow light was peeping out. A knife was thrown. I picked it up examining it to find a little blood on it.

Now that i had a weopen, I slowly opened the door and what I saw shook me to my core.

It was Advay facing the wall. He was in a compromising position with a weeping girl pinned to the wall by him. The girl was in almost dizzy condition still trying to protect her innocence.

Betrayal,  a feeling to complex to describe.  I felt that hitting me hard. He was cheating on me. And even that could have been forgiven but ... he was forcing a girl. How could he stoop so low.

I felt a mix of emotions, hatred, numbness but overcoming all was rage. Rage of seeing someone getting molested in front of my eyes. Without thinking twice I rushed towars him but just before I could do anything he turned around a menacing smile gracing his pathetic lips.

"Look at you darling!  So brave, huh?", he let out a dirty laugh. "So now my princess will kill me", he said in mock baby voice.

"You son of a b****, how dare you", I screamed as he tried to get hold of me. I wiggled in his grip but failed to escape. He snatched the knife from my hand and traced it on my cheek making the blood drip out of my skin. I winced. Then something struck me ... I kicked him at his weak stop and bit his shoulder at the same time.

Snatching away the knife I first stabbed him in his lower abdomen.

"Ahhhhhhh", Advay's ear screeching winch echoed throughout the basement. Blood, I saw that for the first time in my life. I never wanted to come under mafia buisness for this very reason but I guess my fears were all overcomed.

He fell on the floor. Without thinking I kept on stabbing him. The girl saw me with wide eyes but did not speak a word.

"How dare you fvcker!" , I panted but my hands never stopped. 

He kept growling in pain trying to wiggle out but he couldn't. I slowly cut his carotid artery and that didn't even took a minute in killing him.

These fingers ... these impure dirty fingers, I'll detach them out of your body. Saying this i chopped his fingers out.

Doing this I felt at peace at the end it was me. My leg on his chest and him dead under me. I felt monstrous.

"Thudd", the girl fell on her knees she was severely injured. Now my heamophobia came rushing back as I saw blood all around. I felt nauseous the world around my seemed to blur and finally i saw all black.

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Dhairya was looking at me wide eyed. All I could sense in his posture was utter shock as if he wasn't able to comprehend if it was true or not.

"My eyes opened in the same evening.  I was on the hospital bed with uncle and aunty on my side. Didi was pacing around angrily trying to clear the mess ... but she didn't say a word. Aunty asked me so many questions but I was unable to form any words. I didn't speak a word till the wedding. Exactly 2 hours before the wedding Inayat didi came in and started her plan. My face had bruises and they were nothing but makeup.", I completed.

"Are you speaking the truth?", Dhairya questioned in daze.

I simply nodded. Sometimes I feel it was all a dream but it's the truth.

"And what about that girl?" He asked after a minute of silence.

"She... she is in coma thats what aunty told me"

Dhairya looked at me with a mix of emotions where the most easy to identify waa guilt and disappointment.

"I need time to process that all" Dhairya said before walking out the room leaving me alone. The initial burn pain was now numb. I felt cold from inside.. i looked around the room. My insides felt drained both physically and emotionally so I decided to take a nap..

************************************Zain's POV

I saw Inayat entering the room, her face void of any emotions.

"I can't believe all that was portrayed on that day was plotted by my intelligent wife", I remarked sarcastically. 

She looked at me with a neutral face and said.

"Mr. Oberoi,  I am not at all obliged to answer you" she said calmly making me twitch my face in anger.

"You are my wife Inayat", my voice was firm, low yet dangerous.

She raised her eyebrows, choosing to say nothing. She simply walked off to the other side of the bed and lied down.

"Don't think much and please don't mention this in front of her. It's a sensitive topic for her she might panic.", for the first time in a while I felt her voice held vulnerability and worry for her sister. Indeed she was her little sister whom she loved dearly. 

I chose to stay silent and laid down beside her. She was looking towards the white ceiling, drowned in deep thoughts as if solving a mystery.  I looked at her and kept on looking.  She was never calm but she was my tranquillity.  She isn't weak but is my weakness.  She can never be vulnerable but is my vulnerability.  She is slowly becoming my everything which she herself cannot be.

She is mine. Mine to protect and mine to destroy.

Thinking all this I let sleep takeover me.

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To be continued

One mystery is partially solved now .... lets see what happens..

Till then bbyeee