(Violence trigger.... skip till 5 dots appear in the chapter if you are sensitive to topics such as physical violence...

You have been warned!)

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Aadhira laid beside Arnav on the soft, fluffy, and comfortable bed with tears freely flowing from her eyes. He was asleep by now and she was glad about it. The wall clock right in front of her glared at her showing that the sun god was about to make its appearance. Her neck still hurt but otherwise, with time it did not hurt as much as it did earlier.

Her mind still replayed the tragedy she just faced. Her assumptions had failed drastically....