04โRain, Silence & Unasked Questions
It started with a moment he wasn't meant to see.
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Chapter 4 & 5
Ravaged in Love
[#2 ~ The Rajvansh Royals] The storm outside rattled the glass panes, but she barely noticed. Her name. Her life. Her scars, catalogued like she was nothing more than an assignment. He stood in the doorway. His usual calm, unreadable eyes flickered with something--fear, regret, maybe both. "How long?" Her voice was barely a whisper. She shook the folder at him, the papers spilling like broken pieces of her trust. "Was this all I was to you?" He didn't flinch. He never did. But his silence was louder than any answer. She laughed then, hollow and bitter. "God, I should've known. I let you in. I let you see me. And all this time, you were--what? Playing me?" His jaw tightened. "It wasn't like that." "Don't you dare." Her voice cracked, but she stood her ground. "Don't you dare tell me this wasn't a plan." Something flickered in his eyes--pain, raw and unguarded--but it only made her angrier. "Did you enjoy it?" she whispered. "Peeling me open. Watching me bleed secrets I've never said out loud? Was it thrilling to you?" He took a step forward, but she backed away like his presence burned. "I didn't expect-" He stopped. "I didn't expect you. I didn't expect this." Her heart twisted, but she forced steel into her voice. "You expect everything. That's your job. That's what makes you so damn good at it. And you knew exactly what you were doing when you touched me, when you kissed me, when you looked at me like-" Her voice broke. "Like it was real." He said nothing. Her hands trembled as she shoved the file against his chest. He caught it automatically, but didn't stop her as she stepped past him. At the threshold, she paused. "You want to know the worst part? For the first time in years, I thought I wasn't alone anymore." She turned, eyes shining with fury and heartbreak. "But you weren't saving me, Agastya. You were destroying me. Just like everyone else." And with that, she walked into the storm, leaving him standing in the wreckage of his own choices.
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