His POV 🌊

The room smelled of blooded-lies. Of betrayal. Of a war that had been brewing for far too long. Rain lashed against the windows, thunder cracking through the night sky like the universe itself was bearing witness to the destruction that we had become.

She stood before me, her expression empty, but her eyes—her eclipsed-moon eyes—that once carried my heart to the highest tides of love and devotion, now pull me to the edge of despair and ruin. An edge where my everything ends. My world. My empire. My soul.

I should have known.

She was never meant to be caged. Never meant to be anything but the tide itself - a force of nature that rises unrelenting, swallowing everything in its path, leaving destruction and beauty in its wake.

"You should have known, Reyansh," she whispered, voice like the edge of a blade, sharp enough to cut through my soul. "I was never meant to be tamed."

The words hit me like a sucker punch. I exhaled, my grip tightening around the crystal glass I had been holding. And then, I let it slip the same way I had let her slip in my life, letting it shatter into a thousand jagged pieces on the marble floor—a perfect metaphor for us. Broken beyond repair.

"You think you've won?" I said, my voice dangerously calm, each word laced with a warning, a promise. "You think taking everything from me makes you powerful? "

She stepped forward, unshaken. "No, Reyansh. I didn't take everything from you. You handed it to me the moment you let me in."

Her words struck deeper than any bullet ever could. And she was right. She had done this. But so had I.

Aadhya Rudrani—my beginning, my destruction. The only one who could ignite my soul with her flame and burn me into ashes at the same time.

I took a step closer, closing the space between us, yet creating more distance. Close enough to feel the heat of her breath, to see the tremor in her fingers—the one she'd masked so well, but not well enough. It made my heart ache in a way I never felt.

I leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the mole perched delicately at the tip of her nose, before resting our foreheads together.

"You think this is over, don't you?" I whispered, my voice barely audible, yet carrying the weight of a promise carved in blood. "You think walking away will erase me?"

She didn't flinch. Of course, she didn't. Aadhya Rudrani never faltered. Never showed weakness. Weakness is her biggest enemy. 

"I don't think, Reyansh," she murmured, meeting my gaze with that same fire that lights me and burns me . "I know."

A bitter smirk twisted at my lips. "Then why do your hands shake? "

For a heartbeat, there it was—the hesitation. The smallest flicker of doubt. It lasted only for 0.9 sec, but it was enough.

"You may have planned for everything, Aadhya. But you forgot one thing." I took a step back, lowering my voice, letting the storm outside carry my words until only she could hear. "I never lose. "

For the first time that night, her mask faltered—just a crack, but that small fracture was enough to tear open my heart, not just a little, but shattering it completely.

And that was all I needed, to Find My TRUTH.

Her POV 🌑

The storm outside raged like the one inside me, but I refused to waver. Not now. Not when I had come this far.

He stood before me, his presence like the burning heart of the sun—radiant, fierce, even in his ruin. The shattered glass at his feet, like fragments of a dying star, the steady rise and fall of his breath, like the pulse of a sun-warmed breeze, his dark eyes, molten and consuming, like the last rays of daylight that scorch the earth—if I let myself, I could burn all over again. In this moment. In him.

But I wouldn't.

His voice, raw and vulnerable, mirroring my own state, reaching me like a tremor through the air. "Say it, Aadhya."

I clenched my jaw. "Say what, Reyansh?"

He took a step forward, the sound of glass crunching beneath his shoes voicing the shattering of my heart, the silence around us thickening with each breath.

"Say it, Aadhya. That you never loved me. That this... all of this... was nothing more than a game to you."

The words cut deeper than I let on. My chest ached, but I didn't let it show—burying the grave of pain so deep inside that even I couldn't find the strength to dig it. Not now. Not when he had done the same to me—ripped me open, left me to bleed, RUINED ME.

I exhaled slowly, steadying my breath, forcing my voice to remain calm, even though every part of me was crying in despair—every part, but my eyes- remained as dry as a barren desert "Would it change anything if I did?"

His lips twisted into a bitter smirk, but his eyes—those cursed, beautiful eyes—still held a plea he would never speak aloud. "It would ruin me."

I swallowed hard, the silence stretching between us, thick and suffocating, as if time itself had slowed to a crawl. "Then I guess we're even."

The silence between us grew heavy with everything unsaid—the love, the war, the destruction. The legacy of us, broken beyond repair. 

And just as I turned to walk away, his voice sliced through the stillness, soft but lethal, like a promise I couldn't escape.

"You can leave, Aadhya... but you'll never be free of me."

I paused, my heart betraying me for just 0.9 sec . It wasn't the words that broke me. It was the way he said them. The truth buried in them - in him. 

Then, without looking back, I whispered—"Neither will you."

But as I took another step, his voice stopped me again. This time, softer. Darker.

"You were never meant to be my enemy, Aadhya."

I turned slightly, meeting his gaze over my shoulder, but I refused to let myself linger. "And yet, here we are."

He chuckled—mirthless, hollow, like a sound swallowed by the void. "Do you think the truth dies just because we silence it? "

I frowned, my fingers curling into fists, the weight of his words digging deeper than they had any right to. "What truth, Reyansh? "

He tilted his head, his gaze studying me, always studying me, like he could see straight through the walls I had so carefully built. Maybe he could.

"That you and I..." He trailed off, his voice now just a breath. "We were never meant to end like this."

I refused to let his words burrow under my skin, but the tightness in my chest betrayed me. I forced calmness into my voice, even as my insides screamed in contradiction.

"We were never meant to be anything but this, Reyansh."

But as I took another step, his voice stopped me again, softer still. His voice cracked— "Little flame..."

I froze for a moment, a shiver running down my spine as those two words tore through the silence between us. Little flame. I had heard it before, back when everything was simpler—before the betrayal, before the destruction.

I couldn't let it burn me into ashes. Not now.

I turned my head, my voice a quick, sharp reply. "You should have known, Reyansh. A little flame could burn the whole forest."

He was silent for a heartbeat, as if my words had stolen his breath. But I didn't wait to see his reaction. I couldn't. Because if I did, I might never leave.

I took one last step, feeling the weight of every unspoken word, every shattered piece of us.

Reyansh Raichand - The first and only ray of sunlight that dared to pierce through my endless night.

And then, I walked back to my darkness. 

Not because I wanted to.

But because if I stayed, his light would burn me, blind me—too bright, too blinding. 

And that would be MY RUIN.

BANG!!

Author's Note:

And that, my dear Arishers, was just the prologue. Yep. We haven't even started yet. 😏

If you thought that was intense, buckle up—because this was just a taste of the storm that's coming. Questions? Confusion? Rage? Good. That's exactly where I want you.

Who pulled the trigger? What's the truth behind it all? Who got shot? Did someone fire at her? Did he shoot himself? Was it someone else? And most importantly—what happens next? How they ended up like this? Well... you'll just have to keep reading to find out. 😉

Drop your thoughts below—scream, speculate, cry, or just sit there in stunned silence (I accept all reactions). The real story starts now. 🔥Till then stay Chaotic!