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2024-10-29 19:42:56But instinct and years of training kicked in. Abhi, standing beside Rajeev, saw the knife out of the corner of his eye. With a burst of adrenaline, he lunged forward, pushing Rajeev out of the way. The knife missed its mark, slicing through the air where Rajeev had been standing just moments before.
The crowd erupted into chaos, people shouting and scrambling for cover. The performers halted their show, their swords poised as they scanned the crowd for the source of the attack. Rajeev, now on the ground, looked up in disbelief, his heart pounding in his chest. Abhi stood over him, his expression a mix of relief and anger. "Are you okay?" Abhi asked, his voice strained. Rajeev nodded, still in shock. "Yeah, thanks to you." The girls rushed over, their faces pale with fear. Gowthami knelt beside Rajeev, her hands trembling as she checked him for injuries. "Are you hurt?" "I'mRelated chapters
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The night had grown deep and dark, the vibrant festivities of the Kullu Valley fading into a quiet hum as the village settled into its usual calm. Rajeev and his group decided it would be best to stay the night rather than risk traveling back so late. They found a well-regarded hotel nearby, its modest exterior belying the comfort and warmth within. The hotel, perched on a gentle hill, offered a panoramic view of the valley below, now bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. After checking in, they retired to their respective rooms, each carrying the weight of the night's events. In their room, Gowthami sat by the window, her eyes lost in the darkness outside. She couldn’t shake the remnants of her dream, the vivid nightmare where a masked intruder had attacked Rajeev. Her heart still pounded at the memory, the fear lingering at the edges of her mind. Rajeev, sensing her unease, walked over and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Are you alright?" he as
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The first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room where Rajeev and Gowthami lay peacefully entwined. Rajeev's eyes fluttered open, and his gaze fell upon Gowthami's serene face, her features illuminated by the gentle morning light. Captivated by her beauty, he leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to her soft, rosy lips. Gowthami stirred at his touch, her eyes fluttering open to meet his loving gaze. A smile graced her lips as she returned his kiss, a silent exchange of affection that spoke volumes of their deep connection. "Good morning," Rajeev whispered against her lips, his voice filled with warmth and adoration. "Good morning," Gowthami replied, her voice soft and melodic. They exchanged affectionate smiles before getting up to start their day. After freshening up, they joined Abhi and Sashi for breakfast, the air tinged with excitement for the day ahead.
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