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2024-10-29 19:42:56Seeing the depth of Vipula's anguish, Karunesh knew he had to be strong for her. He took a step closer, his voice steady and filled with resolve. "Vipula, I know this is unbearable," he said softly, but firmly. "But you need to be strong. It's time to take revenge on the person who killed Adwith. Your sadness—channel it into strength. Don't let it weaken you."
Vipula looked at him through her tears, the raw pain in her eyes mingling with a flicker of determination. "He would want you to be strong," Karunesh continued. "We all need your strength now more than ever." Unable to hold back any longer, Vipula collapsed into Karunesh’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably. He held her tightly, his heart breaking for her, but he knew she needed this moment to release her pain. He gently stroked her hair, murmuring soothing words, allowing her to cry until the worst of her grief had ebbed. Minutes passed, and the room was filled with the sound of Vipula'sRelated chapters
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Suddenly, a chilling voice echoed through the dimly lit room, resonating off the cold stone walls. It was a voice filled with a sinister amusement, making the hairs on the back of their necks stand on end. "Rudra, so genuine in your quest," the voice drawled, dripping with malice. "Now you know that Aatreya is alive. But if you wish to see him safe, you should leave. Leave now, and spare yourselves the pain." The team froze, their eyes darting around the room, trying to pinpoint the source of the voice. The darkness seemed to close in on them, the oppressive silence that followed the voice's command only heightening their sense of dread. Rudra's heart pounded in his chest, his grip tightening around the locket. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the room, his mind racing. This was a trap, but one he could not afford to ignore. "Who are you?" Rudra demanded, his voice strong and unwavering despite the fe
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