Draft
His sharp eyes fixed on the unconscious girl lying on the bed
After watching her, triggered something deep in his mind, then........ The memories come rushing back like a flood
Chandigarh startup festival
The grand hall is filled with the hum of conversations, Business tycoons, young entrepreneurs and investors move through the lavishly decorated venue.
Rudra dressed in a sharp black suit, stands tall, engaged in serious discussion with a prominent businessman.
Businessman
A small toast, Mr. Rathore, Success demands celebration.
Rudra Singh Rathore/ ML
I don't drink during business meetings❄️
Businessman
Come on, Mr. Rathore, A sip won't hurt. Consider it a goodwill gesture.(chuckling and insisting)
Rudra eyes the glass for a moment, then takes it. The chilled liquid burns slightly as it goes down his throat. But within minutes something feels...off. His vision sways slightly. A strong discomfort creeping through his body
Rudra Singh Rathore/ ML
Excuse me, I need to step out for a moment.
( clenching his jaw, voice controlled but tense)
His movements are controlled yet slightly uneasy. His head feels heavier. He reaches the hotel's private floor, where a suite has been booked for him. Entering the room he tosses his coat onto the chair and heads straight to the bathroom.
Standing under the cold shower, hoping to shake off the discomfort. Stream rises around him as he leans against the tiles,
Breathing heavily. After a few minutes he steps out, droplets cling to his skin, and he removes his shirt, tossing it aside and collapse onto the bed.
His throat feels dry. His gaze shifts to the bedside table where the water bottle sits. Without thinking, he grabs it and takes a long sip. But the moment the cold water touches his throat, his body feels heavier, his vision blurs completely........ and then................. DARKNESS.
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