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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 40

Bhairavi's POV:

Phew, after two hours of boring debate they let me go free.

I rolled my eyes and left the hall. I'll let it if

They called me to another meeting!

They said they will announce a preliminary decision this evening.

It's been many days since mom and I had a good time

conversation. Whenever we talked it was about everything

meetings and training.

I knocked on the door of my parents' room.

"Hi. Come on." Mom greeted with a smile.

"Your dad just left for his office.

"Which one do you think is the best?" she asked surfing between sarees.

"Mom, are you okay?"

"Yeah, beta. Why?" She smiled at me.

'I'm not ready yet. I do not want to lose you."

She held my hands, "No one will be ready, my dear.

That's life."

She started spreading the saree again. She doesn't like to talk about her health.

"Isn't that saree pretty?" she asked looking at him

me.

I nodded slightly.

"Well, once you're crowned, your dad and I will

plans to move to Australia."

"Why?" I asked in shock.

"There is a specific treatment and course for cancer. It costs a huge amount of money. But there is a twelve percent chance that we will live longer."

I automatically smiled.

"Really?"

I hugged her.

"Yeah, that's why we're waiting for your day.

By the time it's done, we'll all be free. Your dad is

trying to bring politics. Which says the queen can

live anywhere outside this palace or

the city too."

"Wow."

"If it works, you can come with us

Australia or if you want to return to Dehradun,

you can It will be your choice. Hope

this policy is effective."

"Well how is Ekansh?" she asked and hung up

sarees.

"He's good."

"I saw you both at the pool yesterday.

I reflexively widened my eyes and looked away.

"He carried you snugly in his arms

adorable to witness." she flashed a subtle smile.

I didn't know what to answer. Fortunately, no

notice I'm acting like a lunatic.

"But why were you here?" she asked, waiting for me

Reply.

"I kind of drowned in the pool and Ekansh saved me. I

he said looking down.

"You know how to swim, how could you drown?"

Shit. I don't want to reveal that I was drunk.

"Yeah. That thing was-"

"Queen, a jewelry manufacturer, requests payment.

"Yeah. I'm coming.", Mom answered.

"Bhairavi, we will continue our conversation after some time.", she patted my right cheek.

"Yeah. Take care mom."

I left the room with a sigh of relief.

"Hi." I entered Ekansh's room.

He was sitting on the bed with his legs outstretched and

his laptop on his lap.

I hate that laptop!

"Oh. Hello. Done drilling?" he asked looking

on me.

"Yeah. Sort of."

He moved to the left, lending me some space

sit next to him.

I sat while he continued to write.

"Have they decided or are they holding another meeting?" he asked.

"We'll probably meet tonight.

"Good."

"What are you writing?"

"Email. About the analysis we did."

previous mission." he continued to write like a pro.

I rested my head on his shoulders and watched silently

what he wrote Although it was English, I didn't understand a sentence he wrote.

"It's a coded language for security reasons. You won't understand it." he laughed.

"I don't want to either," I said lazily.

"Turning into a queen is not that easy, man. he

established.

"Hmm."

"I thought you would easily become queen

after you have accepted being one as you are

princess, as literally the daughter of a king and

Queen."

"I wish it could be that easy.

"Why don't they just make you queen?!", he said

he seemed more frustrated than I was.

"It's not easy at all, because it's only a one-day premiere

on the day of my coronation I ran away from there. It turned around

the whole thing."

Finally, he turned off his laptop and set it aside

and threw his arm over my shoulders.

He turned on the phone.

"Excuse me?! I'm sitting right next to you and you're inhabiting these contraptions, one by one.", I yelled.

"Hey. Take it easy. I wanted to show you something. See, I caught this on video."

He showed me a picture. I zoomed in and saw a

hand packing the grave.

The nails appeared to be trimmed and trimmed.

"It appears to have been a girl," he said.

Geeth hates growing nails. It can't be her. And she

the hand is not so thin.

"That's not Geeth. I said.

"Never mind. I found something interesting.", he scrolled down some pictures and showed them to me.

Sourav was there in the picture talking to someone.

"They're smart. Only he saw. The other boy or girl didn't." Ekansh said.

"And they seem to meet every day in daylight.

Not in the dark like other criminals," he added.

"What if it's a trap Ekansh?"

"Something's cooking," he said, looking into my eyes.

"That's why I attached a camera to one of the poles.

It's a kind of invisible camera chip. It is connected to

an app on my phone that only I can access. It's running

ten hours on the battery before it runs out."

"I am impressed, Mr. Inquisitor. I smiled.

"Thanks! This was one of the projects I did in Dehradun college," he chuckled and opened the app.

The earth was empty.

"He usually comes around this time. Let's go."

Wait."

It was almost half an hour. No signature. I ran

out of patience. But this guy was sitting like he was watching some thriller on his phone. That's why it's perfect investigative material!

I felt sleepy. I gradually closed my eyes.

"Hey. He's here."

I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus on the screen.

Sourav was literally blocking the camera

the whole view. Back to the camera.

"Stupid! Who are you talking to?", I grumbled.

Sourav hugged someone. It was a female. She had

she wrapped her head in a scarf. How she hugged herself

to him with his head facing the camera and those

the hands had the same tinted nails as Ekansh

spotted on footage.

"Is she his secret girlfriend or wife?" Ekansh asked

as Sourav and the girl kept hugging each other.

The wind blew her scarf up to reveal her face

camera and us.

"I can't believe my eyes. Ekansh remarked as both

we exchanged frightened glances.

"She is-"