Shanti's relentless anger and probing questions tightened the vise around Shree, paralyzing her. She tried to form answers, but the words lodged in her throat, suffocated by fear and guilt.
Shanti's eyes were a turbulent storm of rage and profound pain. She glared down at her daughter, her voice sharp and demanding. "Tell me, what is that girl's role in your relationship with Vidhvansh? Huh?"
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Meet the author who weaves darkness into desire, crafting twisted tales of love and obsession. With a pen dipped in shadows, this storyteller brings forbidden passions to life, transporting readers to the darkest corners of the human heart, where love and danger entwine in a deadly dance.
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