Rajvardhan POV
My sight fell on the tears that Gulaab shed looking at me. I quickly got up leaving Abhi there and ran after her. My heart raced badly thinking she might try another attempt of suicide. Her depression was getting worse seeing Abhishree around me always. I didn't know how to make her understand that her hate was unnecessary and Abhi was not involved with her brother.
But, her continuous thinking about Abhidev and Abhishree was killing me now.
"Gulaab!" I called her but she was running away from me. I too was running after her when she entered her chamber and stopped suddenly.
"I thought you would wish me firstly" She collapsed on the floor crying like a baby an
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RajvardhanPOV "From the tongue, you are saying this. I will cut and feed you that, If you ever dare to take the name of Gulaab with your mouth"(JisJabaanseyebolrahehoussehikaatkeHalakmeghusadenge
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