She sat drenched, her tears mingling with water drops, under the flow of shower.
The scenes from that time flashed across her eyes as she tried to forget those "despicable touches".
She examined her wrist, which bore a mark from the demon's tight grip on her.
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"Nhi Bade Papa..."
"Aap samajh nhi rhe..."
"Maine use dekha tha... Main aise chup nhi reh sakta..."
"Main khud jaaunga vha...", he said determinately.
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"Kahi aisa toh nhi us ladki ne hi Vivek ko fasaaya tha..."
He looked at her shocked.
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"Tum ?..."
"Tum yaha kya kar rhi ho ?...", he was taken aback.
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"Aap ghabraaiye mat..."
"Aap aaraam se btaaiye kya hua tha..."
...
Ahir grabbed the glass just as Shauyra was about to hand it to her.
He felt unsettled.
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"Vo akeli itna kuch kaise manage kar rhi hogi...", he was concerned.
"Mujhe toh kal kuch pta lagne bhi nhi diya..."