Intense FF: Mere Rang Mein Rangne Wale#2|Thread 3 Link Pg 1 - Page 6

Arnav's expressions were no longer even half-amused to see her in a helpless state in front of him. It was just raw fury, which was burning him and was soon going to burn her too. Pain of rejection, pain of being insulted, pain of being used everything combined to take his anger to seventh heaven as he leaned down dangerously close to her as took out something from his pocket.

" Do you see this Ms. Gupta? This is called the Mangal-Sutra, just in case you didn't know and this is vermilion. What did you say? I am nothing more than your friend right? What will I be after I tie this chain to your neck and fill your partition? Still I will be nothing more than a friend?" Arnav's voice was sending fear across every cell of hers while perturbation struck her hard.

" Are you in even your senses? What the hell are you speaking, Arnav?" Khushi wanted it all to turn into a nightmare of hers or wanted Arnav to shout it out to her that she had been fooled by him. Tears flowed down her cheeks carelessly as her throat dried up due to fear.

"Let us prove to you that I am in my senses by doing what I wanted to, and you never wanted. You made fun of my love right?"