WHAT ARE WE STILL?

chapter 10 - akdu

Ruhanika pov -

As Raghav and I stepped inside, a sense of déjà vu washed over me, reminiscent of a haunting past.

With each step, my heartbeat quickened, and my breath became labored.

I had prepared myself to face it, but not this soon.

Before I knew it, I found myself standing among the people I least desired to see, talk to, or interact with.

Numbness enveloped me as my past stood before me, accompanied by his entire family.

I watched as he held a young girl in his arms, while Nikita stood by his side.

As I braced myself to meet his gaze, I was suddenly engulfed in a tight embrace by his mother.

Nerves churned within me; I didn't crave their sympathy or pity, nor did I desire their love or affection.

I calmed myself down and didn't reciprocate the hug I can feel her hold loosened on me

And the hue of sadness in her eyes, if here right now old ruhanika was standing she would get hell freak to make her happy

But this ruhanika is not the same one she is her new version

She was about to cup my face I moved back , prajyot came running to hug me

I stepped behind to avoid him

He was disappointed like he saw a ghost instead of angel

I excued saying I am not comfortable which I was

the I most hated which I don't want anyone in this world do was sin by his badi ma

She called me "bacha"

I was furious because she lost the right to call me bacha when she leaved me all alone on the streets of Rajasthan

Raghav was about to interrupt them

But I was fast enough to utter I declared her with my coldest voice

" No one has the right to call that accept my family"

She was taken back prajyot was crying everyone was surprised

A total ruckus

my eyes darted towards Nikita ( smirks)

She was shocked to see me alive , nice I like the terror I hold on her

I walked towards my room because I couldn't stand her for even one second more

And the chaos of their emotions

As I entered the guest room and moved to shut the door, I felt dark presence behind me

The wooden cologne hits my nostrils and I knew he is here

I felt his grip tighten around my wrist, preventing me from closing it. The sound of the door slamming shut echoed in the room.

I wasn't surprised by his intrusion; deep down, I had anticipated it.

Despite his intense gaze fixed on me, I felt a sense of calm wash over me, as if I had finally found peace.

However, the touch of his hand repulsed my soul, even as he continued to stare at me with blatant desire.

My chain of thoughts came to a halt reminding the distance he was standing at

I said with boldness, and a smirk playing on face

Mr reyansh Singh Rajvansh are we eye fucking honey?