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PROLOGUE

He was holding the postmortem report. His hands were shivering seeing that.

"You killed my parents. You are a bloody murderer!", he shouted on top of his voice.

"No, believe me I didn't do anything. I swear I don't know how they died", she begged in front of him.

"I am not a fool to believe you the postmortem report clearly states that they died due to poison. They had only their breakfast and it was made by you, wasn't it?", he asked her holding her shoulders tight.

"Yes, I made the breakfast. But I didn't mix the poison in it", she was trembling in his grip and tears are shedding from her eyes like river.

"Oh, please don't show your fake tears to me. I believed by seeing your innocent face. I don't know that you will go to this extent just because you wanted me to move out from my parents house.", he made his grip more tighter on her shoulders.

"I accept I wanted you to move out but I am not a murderer.", she almost fell down while saying this.

"Just because your father made the court believe that my parents died by committing suicide, you thought we will also believe you, isn't it", another voice boomed all of a sudden.

They both turned to the voice. There stood his brother with bloodshot eyes.

"No, at least you believe me. You are my best friend then how can you think I would've killed your parents?", she caught his hands and he is her last hope.

"Don't you dare touch me. I hate you. I have no idea that you could fall this low. Never show your face to me", his brother shouted. Her last hope died.

"Stop it. My sister is not a murderer. You both get it. She is the purest soul on Earth. How dare you both blame her?", another voice came in their conversation.

"Take your murderer sister with you. And you bloody murderer, tomorrow you will get the divorce papers. Get ready to sign it. I promise you, very soon you are going to face hell ", he smirked in a deadly manner.

AFTER SOME TIME

"Sis, please have something", said her sister.

"What is my fault, Choti? I loved him so much more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT, THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", saying this she hugged her sister.

AT THE SAME TIME

"Bhai stop it. You are drinking too much", his brother said with concern. "What is my fault laddu? I trusted her more than myself. THAT IS MY ONLY FAULT", he said in his drunken voice.

Whose fault is this that they’re in this situation?

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