An impulsive decision along with a sinister idea was enough to create a mess. The mess was big enough to turn the life of the person involved upside down. But an immutable decision was taken that tangled two people in the chaos, one who was not at f...
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Ahana's POV
"Bride In Blue...Bride In blue...Bride In Blue..." I yelled throwing all the newspapers on the floor that had only Anvi in it and the headline stated, "Bride In Blue". I was supposed to be the talk of the town but all I received was a small corner in the newspaper. All the while my marriage was the talk of the town but on my big day that bitch Anvi snatched it from me. I didn't buy a lehnga worth Rupees 40 lakh so that I could get a place in the corner of the newspaper. I wanted to be in the limelight and if not for that stupid girl I would have been on the television.
"Anvi Shekhar you did it again. I won't spare you this time. Last time I only snatched your love but this time I will snatch every important thing from you, everything that gives you happiness. I will make you suffer." I swore on my death.
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Anvi's POV
I was following him, the guy in a red hoody, trying to just have a glimpse. I wanted to know who he was as I wanted to finish it once and for all. I was tired of being followed by him again and again.
"Wait," I yelled making him stop in his tracks.
"Who are you? What do you want?" I yelled as the distance between us was more than two feet.
I could see him walking backward till the gap reduces to a few inches. "Your death," he replied still not looking at me.,
"Wha...what?"I stammered. Fear gripped me and I could feel my heartbeat quickened.
"I want your fate to be the same as your dad's." I heard him again. He turned towards my right but his face was still not visible. I followed his gaze only to be stunned as a truck was approaching me at full speed. My feet were glued to the ground making me incapable to move. I could hear my brothers yelling my name standing on the opposite side of the road. My decision-making process was stirred as if someone has just numbed me and I was unable to respond.
I looked over to the guy in a red hoody who I was following a while ago. He removed his cap making me have the view of his face and all that visible was the red journal.
