The wind was blowing hard and the windows were creeking back and forth. As she sat her chair, she saw her papers flying everywhere. Being really tired, she got up and picked up her papers. As the wind was blowing hard, the frame fell down. Worried, she rushed and picked up the photo frame. As she turned it over, the memories that were spent with him came back into her mind. She couldn't believe he left her...without even hearing her answer. He didn't trust her. It didn't matter to him how she felt. His guilt killed him and with he killed her as well.
As the wind howled back and forth, She smiled to herself and was happy that the frame did not break into peices. How she missed him...Though her baba wanted her to get married, she refused. She loved him to no extend. Though he may have not loved her, She loved him and would continue to love him. For her, the raaz was nothing to do with their relationship. Her love would never change for her. She closed her eyes and a tear drop down her eyes.
The wind was slow but still blowing like a hard storm. As she went to close the window, She was shocked to see the shadow standing in front of her, drenched in the rain .. She gasped "Shiv"
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Preview: Part II -- The truth
Updated: Part II - pg 3
Part III - pg 4