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HER SILENT SCREAMS

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HER SILENT SCREAMS

In the heart of the buzzing and enormous city; meet- Vaani Agarwal, a mute girl unknowingly silenced by cruel fate and also a painter lost in the silent echoes of her past, draws the haunting scars behind each vibrant stroke. Adesh Oberoi, the enigmatic CEO renowned as the city's most successful bachelor, steps into Vaani's world, captivated not just by the emotions painted on her canvas but by the soulful sculptures that formed from her pain. A delicate connection sparks between them, and Adesh, moved by an unspoken understanding, offers an unconventional alliance, breaking the boundaries that separate their different worlds. As the silent artist and the dark-hearted CEO collide, the healing powers of art and Adesh's mysterious and dark energy combine, creating a dance of emotions that neither expected. Can Adesh be the unexpected remedy to Vaani's silent pain, a balm to the wounds buried deep within her heart? Will their differences increase their connection, or will the shadows that haunt Adesh's past spread a darkness over their fragile bond, or will the returning of Vaani's past destroy the last thread of their relationship? In this dark tale of passion, pain, and the emotional dance of opposites, Vaani and Adesh walk on a journey through the unpredictable realm of love. Can true connection blossom in the midst of stark contrasts, or will the very forces that brought them together also be the ones to tear them apart? ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ I walk in the empty road, river of tears streaming from my eyes wetting my cheeks. I wipe them with back of my hand harshly. Only one question roaming in my mind. Why? Why me ... Krishna ji? Just why...? First Mumma then Papa then Bhai then my so called family. Everyone used me as pawn in their game. Everyone destroyed my life like a house of cards. That's also ok... But why Adi? Why my love? Why is he in one of them who tossed me once they used me? More tears flowed from my eyes. Suddenly an eye blinding flash comes infront of my eyes. My red eyes widen. Instinctively my hands clutch my 2 weeks pregnant flat belly. White flash infront of my eyes when... ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ I stare at night sky. What a coincidence. No stars today. Just like my life no shine of light is there. Moisture gather behind my eyes. My thoughts again filled with her. One tear slide from eye. I just wanted to say one thing to her. Sorry. Sorry 'My Angel'. My sweet, sweet love; sorry I am really really sorry. I fell on my knees, and a raw scream came from me as I continue to glare at the dark sky. ﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ I hear the shot. An ear piercing sound. My whole body flinch. I am waiting for the pain to register in my body but I feel nothing. I open my eyes. The dark brown hair flash infront of my eyes. My breath suck somewhere. A mean first grip my heart. My eyes met her then roam at her face as she smiles at me and says “I.. I... Lo..ve.. yo.u .. Adi.” A gurtal sound more like animal came from me. As I shoot that fucker. On Chest, to make him faint because now he's going to die a fucking slow death where he'll beg. I came out of trance when a delicate shaking first grip my bicep. I notice hand of 'My Angel' taking support of me. As I came into realization. No! She can't go! She can't go when she promised me forever. She can't go when she told me she wanted to rewrite our story with happy ending. I fell with her head on my lap, I shake my head in denial. Denial with this cruel fate. I screamed “No!” I clutch the wound at her chest and feel the cold hand of 'My Angel' on my cheek as she smiles and closed her eyes. I went ballistic. Hands. More Hands. Tried to take her from me. Everything blurred. I clutch her closer to me but they take her. I act like rabid animal in cage. I again screamed and screamed and screamed.............

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