35 chapter 35

She hasn't completely recovered; her limbs were still paralyzed, more because of the lack of movement for months as explained by Angad. She will have to go through a few of physiotherapy sessions to be able to recover completely. However, mentally she was in a much stable state since the last couple of days and Angad has finally scheduled the CBI meeting with her for further inquiry and Arnav realized it was finally time to end his waiting.

He took a deep breath, preparing his mind remembering his initial plan of action to explain things to her before he starts asking anything else and as stepped into her room, the familiar question kept nagging at the back of his mind"would she recognize him?

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A distant door bell echoed in the cozy apartment and amidst the fogy vision the door was opened revealing the monster of a person. He stood there, with his evil glare, sarcastic grin boring right into her soul, causing her to flinch with mounting trepidation and she gasped---

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She ran holding onto her mere life desperately away from all the nightmares of her past...

Her heart pounding against her chest, echoing in the lonely night as the fast approaching thumping foot-steps scaring the wits out of her...

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She snapped opened her eyes jerking out of the visionary haunting flashes of images, and found herself greeting the familiar white dreary hospital walls in the same way like it had been the past two weeks. She sighed, even as she tried to induce a moment into her hands to wipe off the little sweat droplets from her forehead and groaned internally when her limbs refused to process her commands. Being non-responsive had been one thing, not that she remembered anything, but realizing it with her perfectly working sense organs is proving to be torturous for her.

She then allowed her gaze to glance around the room and that's when she met those distantly familiar golden honey orbs staring right back at her. Her eyes widened in the next instant and squeezed shut as a reflex action when dangerous images rushed to her mind"

A thick stubble, making erotic patterns on her neck...

Rough hands, tugging at her gown revealing her skin...

Evil honey colored eyes, staring right into her soul..

Rigid heavy form, tugging her down...