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“Be a realist, in every way you find possible. Even in the times, you don’t want or need to be.” [Jacqueline]

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Jacqueline’s POV:

The fear engulfed me from inside making me breathless.

‘Who can it be?’

As my thoughts wandered, A name flashed in my mind.

‘Rohan.’

‘Who said things that happen in desperation can be good. The whole scene replayed in my mind in the spotlight.’

‘Oh God, please save me.’

My whole body shuddered as the realization dawned upon me.

‘I’m so done. He will probably kill me.’

Closing my eyes, I took deep breaths to calm down when the door of my bedroom opened and a head peeked inside. It was Nikki.

Her black eyes instantly connected with mine.

“Jacky, I made Gajar ka halwa. Would you like some?”

I gathered my wits to refuse her. But her hopeful gaze stopped me. Unable to say a word, I nodded at her. Smiling a fake smile.

And stepped forward walking outside and closing the door behind me. As I faced her in full light.

“What’s wrong you look pale Jacky?”

Though Nikki was everything a sister should be, She was never a calm person. Telling her how a cla**mate of mine had stopped me from leaving the school premises and so I had stabbed him with a pen. To get out safely. It was a wrong idea. Too wrong. Because then who will save him? From her? I have already done the worst to him. I didn’t want to elevate it. So I lied with a straight face.

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“Eh. Nothing.”

While I maintained my expressionless face. For her to believe me, I even

you sure? you look like you have

secretly wiping my sweaty hands at the t-shirt

must be because of

I met Swati Aunty outside and she said, Mama, had called her to inform

she looked pretty convinced with my

Okay. I will cook something

door open for me

try Gajar

“Yeah. Let’s eat.”

out some for herself too. She sat on a stool keeping the bowl on the

a

a wiper. She thought I stole her

stood up. Wanting to

didn’t you tell me earlier? Let me see where

very little injury, So I am good. Don’t worry about it. Besides, it wasn’t the first time that I experienced something like

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by the fact. It was true, She had sometimes the tendency to hit people without a reason. And it wasn’t the first time. Even I was hit severely many times by her. With the broom, wiper, slippers, a brush, and whatnot. There were a few faded

was I at that time?

home she was searching for something in her Almira. I came across her room

few tears escaped from the corner of her eyes, as she

I wanted to pacify her, but she didn’t let me speak a word. Without me noticing she took a hold of my hair and screamed at my face. Exactly at that moment when I understood it was futile to argue

was just a sarcastic remark of her. I imagined the whole scenario in my head. And

“When will it all stop, Jacky? I am tired

And engulfed her large body in my small one. Giving her a little of the love that

girl like me, fought with everyone who tried hurting her. I could never fathom that she had grown up to the point of getting wounds without even letting

promised myself, ‘one day, I

brought me out of my

uttered a teasing question. Grinning. A mischievous glint

“Eh. Sorry.”