𝘾𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙𝙨, 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙤𝙞𝙡, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙃𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙. – 𝘿𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙙 𝙋𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙣. ***    The next day Maya ventured in the college corridors with Shivansh sticking to her side, the last day incident was horrible for Maya. She had imagined hundreds of ways of killing Karan with more and more pain for each blow he gave her. If Shivansh hadn't intervened then there was a slim chance of Karan returning alive, she was just a step away from ripping the knife from her satchel and slicing it on his skin. It wouldn't have been wrong to kill a person like Karan who enjoyed giving pain to others.     Shivansh had taken Maya straight to nurse's office and tended to her wounds aft

𝙄𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚. – 𝙀. 𝙀. 𝘾𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 *** Maya wasn't sure about the plan that she was thinking and of what the boss had to say but she was adamant in finding whatever was making the things more difficult. Another thing that irked her mind was that she had to know the truth of Krishna's true identity.     The place where Maya stood was an abandoned park with the broken swings, rusty benches and halfway mangled slide. Maya eyed the over grown vegetation and wondered if the industrial sectors had abandoned this area or might've forgotten this particular section in the map. There were a few garbage cans around, plastic waste, wet and decomposing card board boxes, the dead rat stinking somewhere and a small lake formed by the rain perhaps.     Maya tossed

 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙭𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨.– 𝘼𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙩𝙡𝙚.  ***    "Maya?" Jay called from the doorway of Maya's room and she turned to look at him from the laptop which was running very low on battery.    "Yes?" She asked and he walked up to her.    "Is... Is something wrong? Or I mean is there something that you are dealing with and you aren't telling me about?" He asked and Maya tilted her head to one side.    "Why do you think I'm hiding something from you?" She asked averting her eyes from Jay's and picked up her laptop shutting it off and walked towards her bedside table.    "It's just that... you and I haven't had a talk like we used to do before." He said and she plugged in the charger of her laptop an

  𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙨𝙤𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨." "𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙? 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨?" "𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙗𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧. 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜. – 𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜.   ***       "There's something wrong." Krishna murmured as he stared out of the window at the pouring rain. The surrounding had turned gray and bleak which felt even more ominous to Krishna.      "What is, Zero?" Raghuvendra asked as he poured the tea in the cup.      "It seems

𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛; 𝙄 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙄𝙣 𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙣. – 𝙂𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙅𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙣.  ***  Krishna had gotten the news of Jay being shot dead in his office but he couldn't get to see his dead body of even get much information about the case. So, he did what he could, he rushed to see Maya. He knew Maya loved her father more than anything and if Jay was killed then Maya would go on a rampage to hunt down the killer. He at all costs wanted to stop that. This was the exact thing that he feared the most, the thing that would snatch his Maya away from him all over again.     "No! I can't lose all over again!" He hissed to himself