Ananya was right! Damn it! She was right all along, she could read Maya all along, when he couldn't. He had failed everyone, but most importantly, he had failed Rish.
He looked at the woman he called his wife as she wept in the corner, having cried for hours now, she was still adamant in saying that whatever she did, it was for the greater good, and Rudra didn't know what to feel for her.
"Main tumse pyar krta hu. Please look at me."
She murmured as she stood tall infront of him. He cupped her face between his hands and connected their forehead. She smiled, assuming that he had calmed down.
"But I dont have any feelings for you." Her eyes were lack of any emotions.
"You are lying" she snarled amidst her tears.
"I hate you, Maya Jaisingh," he spoke each syllable as if it was some kind of venom leaving his body.
"Then prove it!" She challenged and pulled him closer.
Rudra was her drug now, her revenge had taken a backseat in these months. She needed him, to win, to love. He was everything she had and she was not giving up.
She connected their lips, hoping to get reaction out of him, but when he broke the kiss, something in Maya died.
She looked around the room for a few seconds and picked up the broken vaze that Rudra had thrown in anger on the ground.
"I love you so much Rudra" before Rudra knew what happened next, the glass pierced her veins and blood oozed out.
But Maya smiled, she smiled as he wrapped the wound firmly to stop the bleeding and picked her up and rested her on the blood.
"Are you effing mad?" He yelled at her, but instead she kissed him.
Rudra dressed her wound, but his fingers trembled, his lips were muttering prayers and abuses at the same time.
What sort of twisted love he had gotten into?
Maya Mehrotra for the win🤣
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