Love with a twist
Tears spilled endlessly down her cheeks, her vision blurring, but she couldn't blink them away.
"Priti! That's A-Ava's bag!" Kyra's voice trembled as she pointed toward it.
Virin rushed forward, snatching the bag from the ground, his fingers tightening around Ava's phone—slick with blood.
A broken whimper escaped Priti's lips. She couldn't hold it in any longer. A strangled sob tore from her throat as her knees gave way beneath her, her body collapsing onto the ground. She clutched at her chest, gasping through her cries, the weight of reality suffocating her.