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Absorbing Her Darkness

Love is "Growing Together". Love is "Realizing that a flaw makes each other perfect." Love has countless definitions. Reveal the defi…. PROLOGUE The story takes place in the beautiful Indian cEKANSHity of Dehradun. It is the twisted romance of BHAIRAVI (aka AARNA). The novel explores college life! Here, Bhairavi changed her name to hide her identity. Her code name is Aarna. Why? Let's take a look together. The story will be told from the point of view of both main actors. Sometimes also the author's point of view. You will be informed about the POV at the beginning of each chapter. As I am busy with my college and studies, parts will be published every alternate day including Sunday. [The characters and plot are only the author's imagination. No one is harmed in the real world.] PROLOGUE: (flash of what happens later in the story, it changes fate all) Author's POV: She walked quietly through the dark corridor of the college. She didn't want to leave. She loved the city. She loved the people who live here. She loved the air and everything! Since the electricity had been cut off, it was completely dark. It also thundered. She could hear her ankles jingling as she moved. She wore a floral print skirt and a flat crop top, leaving her dark brown hair down to her upper waist. She was forcefully heading to the administrative office to collect her TC. A tear welled up in her eye because no she wanted to go back to her past life. She hated it. And after coming to this city, she hated it even more. She walked slowly and wiped her tears with her left hand. “BHAIRAVI!!”, someone called from behind. She stood motionless as thoughts clouded her mind. No. No one can know who I am. I don't want them to know my real name. That will make it harder for me.. She turned with an absent mind. Like her she answered the name, the person in front of her having just been confirmed in her true identity. Her eyes were full of tears, so she couldn't see the person clearly. She focused the torchlight on him. Ekansh. who else would it be? He stared at her. He had no idea of ​​her pain. She had always been a mystery to him. And he loved mysteries. So he wanted to solve it. He never gives up until he finds his roots. And he managed to find the roots of this mystery. “Bhairavi,” he said calmly, this time slowly pacing back and forth towards her. "How do you know my real name?" she asked as her heart rate rose. He was standing very close to her. His face tilted parallel to hers. The gap was less than a few centimeters. She shivered as her eyes caught his. He grabbed her waist with his left hand to erase the remaining gap. She was breathing hard because she was tired from crying. And now his actions made her knees buckle. “I love you Bhairavi,” he said, stroking her cheek with his right thumb. She didn't know how to answer. She didn't want one more thing to be added to the list she had to leave behind. When she didn't answer, he realized she was in pain. Now he could only see her tears flowing faster. He lowered his face slightly to capture her lips. Sometimes falling in love is the easiest thing. How far would you go to save it?

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Chapter 35

Bhairavi's POV:

When Sourav returned, there were several changes

inside the palace.

My coronation date is yet to be decided, as is his

he threw the question that I'm still twenty and have

no management and decision-making experience

things.

My mom and dad are trying to get me to win it

opportunity. Still, this guy doesn't want me to be

another queen.

Sourav was abroad for further studies. Having finished with them, he now returned to India.

It indirectly shows that he is ready to be next

king. His father was a big loser and so was he!

It's been more than two months. My training is

go on a good note.

Well, forget my troubles. You know

what is happening at Ekansha's side?

He accomplished his goals within the allotted time! And yesterday he earned a job as a professional bomb investigator. A ceremony was held in Chandigarh. He was announced with a tag and saluted by the Indian Army in front of his parents and family. It was such a proud moment to witness.

And I was the only one missing from the squad!

From now on we are to call him Chief Ekansh or Master Ekansh. Wow.

And you have to see his Instagram page. The numbers swelled to an almost impossible scale.

Most of his followers are drooling girls

provided he is single. I want to hack his

account and change their bio.

Bollywood related news, articles and magazines feature him.

Most of the headlines read: 'Celebrity turns out to be India's Troop Master and makes India proud.'

"The journey from a celebrity to an unbreakable man!"

So many of his interviews on YouTube and

broadcast on television.

He wanted to give me credits, but I stopped him because it would make his life even more complicated.

I am really happy and proud of him. Now it is an

inspiration for youth.

But I miss it. I miss it a lot more than I expected.

I was practicing sword fighting one morning

Sia. I was basically teaching her when Sourav interrupted.

He took the sword and looked at me.

"With me?" he asked.

"Why not?" I said pointing my sword at him.

We crossed swords and turned around and

circle with unbreakable eye contact. Or you can

basically saying I was staring at him.

After the round I started doing pull ups

attacked him as he defended himself with his sword.

After a while he started swinging his sword

to mine. I balanced by maintaining the required distance

and is used to jump by dodging backwards.

"I'm impressed," he commented as I stroked his sword

with more power.

He moved the sword diagonally from top to bottom to the left. I used a technique to fight it easily.

He was more than shocked. "You know the tricks, huh?"

"Try me." I challenged him.

"You know what, I'm not against you. I just want it."

the right and best person for the throne." he said

as we continued.

"Same here. I said without breaking my concentration.

He smiled and we continued. We were both sweating like hell. None of us were ready to give

up.

"Bhairavi! Come here!" I heard someone calling me.

I held the sword tightly and looked at Sourav.

"We can continue the game later. said to take

his knife gone. He was breathing heavily.

I nodded. He seemed to be tired and that's why he was backing up.

"Bhairavi. Hurry up!"

I left the sword and ran out of the hall.

"Ekansh is here!" my cousins ​​shouted.

"What?", I started running towards the main gate.

Why didn't he inform me that he was coming today?

Oh my god.

I continued to run until I saw the gates open and

a black car entered. I slowed down and held on

passport. The car looked familiar.

Ekansha's Audi. I just remembered the exciting ride I had

with him in this car in Dehradun valley. But what is

his car here? Don't tell me he drove a car from Chandigarh to Jodhpur! I know he likes to drive.

But this is crazy!

The car stopped and within the next second he was out.

He was wearing a pista shade shirt and oxford blue jeans with glasses on.

I couldn't believe he was here in real life. Was

look stunningly handsome.

Virtually watch it on your phone for these many

the days drove me crazy, literally!

One of the guards came forward and asked something and Ekansh in return gave the car key to the guard. He immediately took the patrol car to the parking lot.

Ekansh turned forward and saw me staring at him.

His lips curled into a smirk.

He waved his hand.

"Ekansh!" I screamed and ran like a child.

He spread his arms and I fell on top of him. God, I missed being in his arms.