CHAPTER 3 : MAYA HELP

Author's Note:

Your well-being matters. This story explores dark and intense themes, including self-harm and ritualistic violence. If you find any content distressing or triggering, please take care of yourself and don't hesitate to pause or reach out for support. Remember, you are not alone, and help is available. Thank you for reading and prioritizing your mental health.

12:00 AM, 13 July 2025 - Near Jaipur Highway, India

The night was thick with mist and the air heavy with the scent of rain-soaked earth. The mysterious girl stood just behind Dhruv's car, moonlight glinting off her black cloak. A twisted smile curled on her lips as she whispered to herself,

"Toh tum ab hamari haveli ko cheenne aaye ho humse..."

"So, you've come to snatch our mansion from us..."

She moved slowly towards the car, her presence chilling the air, her footsteps barely making a sound on the wet ground.

Inside the car, Dhruv, still shaken, kept whispering Maya's name like a mantra, his hand tightly pressed over the ring. His breaths fogged up the glass as he stared into the darkness, hoping for comfort.

2:30 PM, 12 July 2025 - Toronto, Canada

Moonlight Fashion Company.

In a sleek conference room high above downtown Toronto, Maya was in the middle of an important meeting. The city skyline stretched beyond the glass, but Maya's attention was suddenly ripped away by a sharp pain that stabbed her chest. She stood up abruptly, her chair scraping the floor, and walked out of the conference hall, her face pale and eyes unfocused.

Her assistant, James, hurried after her, worry etched on his face.

"Madam, you can't leave! This meeting is crucial for our contract."

But as Maya turned to look at him, her usually grey eyes began to glow faintly red. James froze in fear, his words dying in his throat. The rest of the staff stared in shock, too afraid to say anything.

Maya turned away, walked swiftly to her private office, and locked the door behind her.

All her staff exchanged glare of worry, they start wishpering.

Staff A (man, shocked): look her eyes turn red

Staff B (old female, shocked, worried) : Yes, it seems rumours are true.

James turn to them, "Shut up and return to your work" His cold angry eyes never weaver from them. They all return to their tasks.

In her cabin, there is desk at centre with sofa and table on left side and a small washroom on right side. She walks towards her desk, open a drawer and pulls out a red crimson lipstick. Her hands trembling with rage. Her glow red.

Then She entered the washroom, her heels clicking on the tiles, uncap her lipstick and drew a bug circle, then a small circle inside big one, then she drew a star within a circles on the mirror. She set the lipstick down beside the sink, her hands trembling.

Maya began chanting a mantra softly, her voice low and intense. Within the symbol, a vision appeared: she saw Dhruv's car stopped on a highway in India, a shadowy figure lurking behind it, and the illusion of heavy rain swirling around.

Her eyes now fully red, Maya whispered through clenched teeth,

"Tu mere Dhruv ko chhoo bhi paayegi?"

"You think you can even touch my Dhruv?"

She resumed her chanting, her voice growing stronger and more determined, the air in the room crackling with energy.

TO BE CONTINUED......

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