Chapter 35

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Kaun aane waala hai wahan se...
jidhar ko nazar hai tumhari?

Tum hi poochte ho haal sabka musalsal,

Kisi aur ko zara bhi khabar hai tumhari?

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Anokhi abruptly pulled away from Shaurya's embrace, realizing only after a few moments that she had instinctively sought comfort in his arms.

Both of them quickly regained their composure, but the intensity of the moment lingered between them. Shaurya gently took hold of her hands, his touch a soothing balm amidst the turmoil.

As he leaned in to kiss her, Anokhi recoiled angrily, yanking her hands away and startling him. Her eyes pierced into his, brimming with anger and hurt.

In a stern tone, she said, "Kyu aaye hai aap yaha...??"

Shaurya, taken aback by her sudden change in demeanor, replied in a hurt and concerned voice, "Apni biwi ke liye aaya hu..."

"Konsi biwi...kiski biwi ... Iss kamre mai filhal sirf mai hu... Anokhi Bhalla... Aapki biwi kaha hai... Kahi dikh nhi rhi???" Her sarcastic and hurtful words spilled out, laden with bitterness.

She scanned the room, her words dripping with venom.

He responded, his voice filled with pain, "Woh m.. mere samne hai..."

"Kaha???" Her tone grew colder, her words cutting through the air like shards of ice.

"Mujhe dikh kyu nhi rhi..." she reiterated, her tone a blend of sternness and detachment.

~ʂ𝗁𝖺𝗎𝗋𝗒𝖺-ɛ𝗄 ą𝗇𝗈𝗄𝗁𝗂 ƙ𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗂♡~A Shakhi FFWhere stories live. Discover now