Chapter 30

Natasha’s Point of View The elevator ride to Raghav's apartment felt like an eternity. The cold metallic walls reflected a version of me I barely recognized, wild eyes, trembling lips, hands clenched into fists so tightly my nails dug into my palms. But that pain was nothing compared to what was clawing inside me. I had spent months in silence after the divorce. Months convincing myself I could move on. But the heart doesn’t listen to logic, and mine still beat for the man who had already signed me away. Raghav Kashyap. Even his name still hurt. He had moved on, everyone said. Found peace, found love, found her. Kiyara. The name itself tasted like poison. The woman who had taken everything, my husband, my home, my place beside him. And now, she carried his child. The day I found out, something inside me broke beyond repair. I had cried until there were no tears left. Until I was nothing but a hollow echo of what I used to be. And still… I came back. I wasn’t alone th

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Chapter 31

NATASHA’S POV I looked at her… really looked. Kiyara stood there, glowing. That kind of glow only love can give, a warmth that seeps into the skin and settles in the eyes. Her hand rested gently on her stomach, protective, proud. Her baby bump wasn’t very visible yet, but I saw it. I saw what it meant. And it hit me like a knife twisting deep inside my chest. A memory I had buried clawed its way back up. My vision blurred as a single tear slipped down my cheek before I could stop it. I was also pregnant once. Before I married Raghav. Before I traded my heart for his name, before I built my life around the illusion of love that never really existed. I was carrying a life inside me, tiny, innocent, mine. With my first boyfriend. My first mistake. I was just 21 back then, so scared and silly, and I didn't want him to become my husband.. but raghav. So I killed it. I still remember that cold, suffocating clinic room. The sharp smell of antiseptic. The hum of the

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Chapter 32

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Pushed kiyara. From the main staircase of the mansion. It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t planned. It was desperate, wild, the kind of motion born from years of heartbreak and hatred. Kiyara’s gasp cut through the air like a scream in a nightmare. Her phone slipped from her hand, clattering against the marble. For one fleeting second, she hung in the air.. her eyes wide, terrified, before the world tilted. Her scream tore through the mansion. “RAGHAVVVV!!” Her hands flew to her belly as she fell. The sound that followed was unbearable, a sickening thud as her body hit the marble floor. A red bloom spread beneath her, staining her white dress. Silence. Time stopped. Natasha stood frozen, her heart hammering, her breath ragged. Her hands shook violently as she stared down. Kiyara lay there, screaming in pain, her fingers clutching her stomach, blood pooling around her. “What have I done…” Natasha whispered, her voice trembling... As

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