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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.”

at me skeptical about my response. While I maintained my expressionless

you sure? you look like you

wiping my sweaty hands at the

be because of

she said, Mama, had called her to inform that Papa can

that she looked pretty convinced with my answer I breathed a sigh of

spoke. “Oh. Okay. I will

the door open for me as we walked up

try Gajar ka

“Yeah. Let’s eat.”

for herself too. She sat on

a

me up with a wiper. She thought I stole

Wanting to fetch a

didn’t you tell me earlier?

So I am good. Don’t worry about it. Besides, it

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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 marks on my face. My eyes turned a little red but I maintained my feelings. Losing the calm in front of her would only

time? Tell

her Almira. I came across

from the corner of her eyes,

hold of my hair and screamed at my face. Exactly at that moment when I understood it was futile to argue with her. So, I struggled to get out of her hold

I imagined the whole scenario in my head. And my eyes

will it all stop, Jacky? I am tired of

large body in my small one. Giving her a little of the love that was still

of the situation. How much I wanted to do something for her. Something that would have turned our situation a little better. No matter how much she grows up, she will always remain a kid for me. A kid for whom, even a bullied 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 me know about it. Wasn’t it the eldest one who will be the scapegoat for the youngest one? Not to mention she was supposed to be careless and irresponsible. But now the destiny had done such great

‘one day, I won’t let you get

voice brought me out of

Are you going to crush me to tears?” As she uttered a teasing

“Eh. Sorry.”