Death and Hatred

In a dark room, a girl lay unconscious. Her face was drenched in sweat, and blood was dripping from her head. Her big brown eyes, small nose, round face—paler than milk. Her body was so beautiful that anyone who saw her once would just keep staring.

In front of her stood her entire family—three brothers, her parents, and her step-sister.

The girl spoke in a trembling voice,

“Why? What did I do to deserve this? Why are you all doing this to me?” 🥺😭

Her elder brother Rudra replied in a cold voice,

“You’re asking why? The one who tried to kill her own sister… just because she was adopted.”

Her second brother Rihan said angrily,

“What did you do to her? She never raised her voice even once.

But now the limit has crossed.”

Her parents said what they always wanted to say,

“We are ashamed to call you our daughter.”

As they said that, hatred was clearly visible in their eyes.

Then a powerful voice echoed in the room,

“Even if you die, it won’t make any difference to us.”

Sia lifted her head and saw—two more men standing in front of her.

And they were none other than her husbands.

Both were 6 feet 3 inches tall.

Their personalities were identical—strong, terrifying, and intimidating.

But the difference was in their eyes—one had blue eyes, the other had black. 👿

Her step-sister Ritu ran and hugged both of them,

and they quickly pulled her close to their chest.

“You tried to take the life of our love,”

one of them said.

“Today you will pay a heavy price for it.”

The voice belonged to her second husband.

Hearing this, tears started pouring from Sia’s eyes.

She shook badly and said,

“I loved both of you more than my own life…

At least once, you could have trusted me that I didn’t do this.” 🥺🥺

Ritu cried and said,

“Sia, why did you do this to me?

I loved you so much…

If you had told me, I would have left everything and come with you.”

Saying this, Ritu started crying loudly.

Then her younger brother Atul said,

“Please, doll, calm down… you will fall sick.” 

Sia’s first husband Aryan said,

“Yes, princess, calm down… you will get sick.”

Ritu’s eyes showed a devilish smile for Sia. 

Sia was broken from within.

Crying, she said,

“I loved you all more than my life…

But you all were not worthy of me.

If God has given me a second chance,

then you will meet the new Sia—whose heart will only have hatred for you.” 

As soon as she said this, blood started coming out of Sia’s mouth.

Her lips turned blue,

and slowly her eyes began to close.

Ritu’s devil smile widened—

because Ritu had poisoned Sia,

and no one knew this truth.

In a luxurious room, a girl lay on the bed. Slowly, her eyes opened, and she stared at the ceiling above. 

“I was dead, right… so why am I in my room? Am I dreaming?” 

To confirm, she checked the date on her phone.

The moment she saw it, her eyes widened in shock—had she gone five years back in time?

The news on the TV showed the same date.

Sia became certain that she had been reborn.

She thanked God and made a promise to herself that this time, she would live for herself.

She remembered how Ritu had come to her in anger today and troubled her, after which Sia had taken three or four sleeping pills in her room. 

As she recalled everything, tears started rolling down Sia’s cheeks.

Then she said,

“Enough is enough, Oberoi family and Rathore!

I have no relation with you anymore.

No brothers, no parents, and I am not anyone’s wife.

Now get ready to meet the new Sia.”