REYANSH 💗 DIVYA
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Book 1 of "CEASELESS" series
She is obstinate fire.....
She is pure serenity......
She is like moon a part of her is always hidden from the world...
She's a mess of gorgeous chaos, and you can see it in...
Milake Bhi Hum Na Mile Tumse Na Jaane Kyun Milon Ke Hai Faasle
Tumse Na Jaane Kyun Anjaane Hai Silsile Tumse Na Jaane Kyun Sapne Hai Palakon Tale Tumse Na Jaane Kyun......✨
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I was bound to this unforgiving chair, each wooden blow on my body a cruel reminder of my vulnerability.
My jaw was clenched which masked the agony, but inside, my insides churned like a tempest.
The room echoed with the rhythmic thud of the rod, and I wondered how much more my body could endure. For how much time will i be able to survive more?
Then it happened-the blow that shattered my insides.
A searing pain erupted in my gut, and I tasted the metallic tang of blood in my mouth. I puked it involuntarily.
My vision blurred.
But my mind kicked in here, urging me to break free.
With mustering up some determination , I strained against the arms of the chair.
Pretending that i'm trying to get free.
And then, as if fate intervened, the arm of the chair snapped as one of the men in anger hit my left arm because i was trying to gey free. My left hand was liberated, but atleast it was now free.
Another blow descended, this time on my right arm. The pain was blinding, but I welcomed it. The chair's arm crumbled, and my other hand was free.
I moved my fingers, adrenaline coursing through my veins.
They underestimated me-the captors, now its their chance.
As they closed in, I seized the jagged arms of wood. My palms stung, but I threw it on then with a great force.
A few stumbled and their rods fell on the ground.
Surprise flickered across their faces, replaced by shock as the shards of wood got under their skin.
I threw my legs free and got up, fueled by desperation and rage.
The room erupted into chaos-a disarray of screams, crashing furniture, and my own heavy breaths.
