Echoes Of The Past
DOWNSTAIRS
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The food delivery guy finally arrived—bless his soul. I snatched the bag like it held the cure to my misery.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Heartless b*stard,” I muttered, unpacking the food. “Should I curse louder? No... Let’s keep it classy. Heartless b*stard it is.”
Emma tiptoed downstairs, like she’d just escaped a warzone.
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
“Ayu, I’m sorry… I really tried…”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“It’s okay, sweetie. You tried. But your brother? He’s got the emotional range of a spoon.” smiles while making a fist
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“I don’t know what he’s planning tomorrow at the office, but I’m ready.”
She plated the food like it was war preparation.
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
Grinning “Same dish as Zac?”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Yup. Gotta copy the stone-hearted chef. That restaurant does it better anyway.”
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
Laughs softly
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Sleep? What’s that? My thoughts had claws, and they were dragging me down a rabbit hole again. I walked into the bathroom and stared at myself.
I looked like someone who hadn’t slept in peace for years.
Because I hadn’t.
Zac Smith(ML)
“Why can’t I reset everything? Like a robot. Just delete the memory files and walk out fresh.”
The water hit my skin, but it didn’t wash away the ache.
Zac Smith(ML)
Whispers “I’ll make her life hell. That’s my revenge I'm sorry Pratap uncle… I’m sorry. I wish I could forgive, but I can’t.”
DOWNSTAIRS
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Emma braided Ayesha’s hair while they both sat peacefully on the couch, empty plates beside them.
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
“Your anklets are so pretty! Can I have a pair?”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
Smiling warmly “I have another set. They’re yours.”
Emma jumped with joy. Ayesha joined her in a mini victory dance.
(Author: Meanwhile, upstairs… someone’s stewing in the shower. Let’s all pretend we care.👿🥺)
But then the mischief returned to Ayesha’s eyes. She tiptoed upstairs and stood outside Zac’s room, jiggling her feet to make her anklets jingle like an annoying ringtone.
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
“Don’t do that, Ayu… He’s not okay today.”
Ayesha sighed and stepped back.
She returned to her room and closed the door gently. The silence wrapped around her, soft but suffocating.
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I want peace. Just peace. I want mornings with soft sunshine, not loud fights.
Zac… he’s like a storm that never passes. I try to be kind, but he throws back daggers.
Sometimes, I wonder if this is karma… or just bad luck.
Before Zac, there was him.
Dev.
He broke me piece by piece.
Told me I was too fat, too clingy, too sensitive. Then asked for nudes.
I refused. He twisted that into guilt.
I was in love—blind, dumb, hopeful.
But I’m glad he never touched me. Glad that all he left behind were words, not wounds on my body.Had a long distance relationship.
Now… Zac is different. He's cold, but not disgusting. He's harsh, but there's something real. Something hurting behind his eyes.
I don’t know if I want to fix him… or just fix myself.
Maybe both.Probably Or not...
Her phone lit up.
The name on screen made her eyes sparkle through her tears.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Helloooo!” grinning like a child
Vihaan Agarwal
“Hey, what’s up, down-to-earth creature?”
For a moment, her world felt normal again.
TO BE CONTINUED
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I'll give chapters when I’m free, once everything’s done—like a quiet gift after the storm.Heh🤭💓
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