Suddenly, like being teleported, they transferred to another scene.
The deafening roar of rushing water filled their ears. The icy wind lashed at their faces. The river, wild and untamed, surged forward like a hungry beast.
And in the middle of it—
Santu.
Struggling.
Gasping.
Drowning.
MPT was there, standing at the riverbank, not just as spectators but as witnesses—participants.
They could feel the cold spray against their skin.
They could feel the raw fear clawing at their chests.
And then—
"Karishma!"
Haseena turned just in time to see her—
Karishma Singh, already diving in.
She didn't hesitate.
Didn't flinch.
Didn't stop.
The freezing water swallowed her whole.
"Karishma Madammmmmmmm!" Cheetah choked out, trying to step forward, but his legs wouldn't move. None of theirs would.
The river thrashed violently, waves crashing over Karishma's head as she fought her way to Santu.
MPT could do nothing.
Nothing but watch as Karishma pushed through the merciless currents, her strokes strong, her expression determined.
Nothing but watch as she reached Santu, grabbing her by the waist and shoving her upwards toward the shore.
Nothing but watch as Karishma struggled to keep Santu afloat, her breaths coming out in gasps, her strength fading.
"Karishma di!" Santu wailed, desperately clinging to her.
The current grew fiercer.
The water dragged them down.
Karishma's grip faltered.
She used her last bit of strength to push Santu toward the rocky edge—
And the moment Santu's hands found solid ground—
The river ripped Karishma away.
"NAHIIII!"
Santu screamed, scrambling onto the shore, hands outstretched, fingers grasping at nothing.
Karishma disappeared beneath the surface.
The ripples swallowed her whole.
Gone.
Just like that.
MPT was inside the moment.
They felt the desperation.
They felt the emptiness.
And Santu—
Santu broke.
She fell to her knees, her hands digging into the wet soil, her body shaking violently. "Nahi... yeh nahi ho sakta..." Her voice cracked, her breaths coming out in sharp, painful sobs.
Her hands clawed at the ground, as if she could somehow pull Karishma back.
She turned to Haseena, to Pushpa Ji, to Billu, to Cheetah—her face a mess of tears, horror, and guilt.
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FanfictionKarishma is shattered as they tell her to change. Why? Why always her? What if someone helps MPT realise Ks's importance the hard way.
