A man was in the boxing ring. He was continuously venting his anger on the punching bag. He wanted to forget the moments he spent with her. The one who killed his brother. Maya.
"I hate you."
He loved her. He actually loved her with all he had. He fought the whole world for her not knowing that she was the one who took his everything from him. She was the reason for his pain.
Soon the punching bag tore from the middle. He was forced to stop. He sat down and drank water.
"I hope I never meet you again, Maya. Because if I do, I will kill you. I will kill you in a way you can never imagine. Much worse than what my brother suffered."
He closed his eyes and all the precious, hated moments passed before him again.
"And before I kill you, I will ask you just one thing. Was any of it real?"
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Beyhadh aashiqui
FanfictionThis is a continuation of Beyhadh 2. I loved the show a lot and wanted to give the characters an ending. This is just a figment of my imagination.
