Murderer
Jyoti, who sat on the floor in the corner of the room, was sobbing uncontrollably and Meera was trying her best to comfort her.
Rishabh had regained consciousness. With his back against the glass entrance door, he looked straight ahead noticing nothing. Tears rolled down his eyes. Life is like a short sentence he thought, you never know when you would reach the full stop. He squeezed his eyes shut hoping it would all disappear, but his thoughts reeled back to her ...
Esha Arora ... His sister, mentor and friend. The orphaned child whom his father had adopted, and had later handed the ownership of the company to. The young director of Arora Cements was practically a celebrity. She had a degre
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