Bound by Fate The Escape

The Escape

Next Morning

A sharp pain shot through her body as FL’s eyes fluttered open. She inhaled sharply, her gaze shifting to the side. The man beside her was still asleep, his face calm, unaware of the storm raging inside her

Her fingers curled into fists. Panic settled in her chest.

Anaya Sharma(FL)

*whispers, shocked*Maine kya kiya…?

Her hands trembled as she carefully pushed back the blanket. Every movement had to be silent. Her heart pounded against her ribs. She couldn’t stay here.

She grabbed her dress from the floor and quickly slipped into it, struggling with the zipper at the back.

Anaya Sharma(FL)

*muttering nervously*Come on… come on…

Her eyes darted back to the man. He didn’t move.

Her lungs burned as she took a deep breath. She snatched her bag and tiptoed to the door, her every step feeling like a lifetime.

Anaya Sharma(FL)

*whispering to herself*Mujhe jaana hoga… isse pehle ki der ho jaaye.

She knew exactly who was behind this night. Her stepsiste

Anaya Sharma(FL)

*clenching her jaw*Of course, it was her.

Going home wasn’t an option. Not when they would be waiting for her there.

She opened the door, peeked into the hallway, and slipped away into the night.