Page 161 of One Hellish Love

“Hello, Daadi?” Lavina answered, surprise evident in her voice.

“Yes, Lavina. I need a favor.”

“What favor?”

Daadi explained everything—the confrontation with Kashish, Rudra’s hurt, and his sudden decision to leave for Paris. Lavina listened in shock.

“So much has happened while I’ve been in Mumbai,” Lavina muttered. “I had no idea.”

“I need you to go to Paris with Rudra,” Daadi said. “You’ve been his friend for years. You’re the only one I trust to be there for him. Will you do this for me?”

Lavina didn’t hesitate.

“Of course, Daadi. I’ll be with him in Paris. He won’t be alone.”

Relief washed over Daadi. “Thank you, Lavina.”

After hanging up, she felt some of the tension lift. At least there would be someone she could trust with Rudra’s well-being.

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Upstairs, Kashish sat in her room, tears streaming down her face. Anjali had brought her dinner, but she refused to eat.

“Kashish, you need your strength,” Anjali said gently. “You can’t fight for Rudra on an empty stomach.”

But Kashish wasn’t listening. She stared blankly at the sky, her heart heavy with fear. She was terrified of losing Rudra to Paris, terrified he would never forgive her.

“I’m scared,” she whispered.

Anjali sat beside her, placing a comforting hand on her arm. “I know.”

“I want to stop him, Anju. What should I do?”

“Have you talked to him?”

Kashish nodded, wiping her tears.

“I tried… but he’s avoiding me. He’s so angry, and I can’t stand it. After realizing how much I love him, seeing him like this is breaking my heart.”

Anjali felt Kashish’s pain and tried to soothe her.

“Don’t give up. Keep trying. Fight for him, argue with him if you have to. Show him how much you care.”

“And if he still doesn’t stop?” Kashish asked, her voice cracking.

“Then give him time. He loves you more than anything. He’ll come back.”

“Do you really believe that?” Kashish asked, her eyes filled with desperation.

“I do,” Anjali said, pulling her into a hug. “He will come back.”

As Anjali held her, Kashish clung to the hope that somehow, against all odds, Rudra would return to her. All she could do was hope that love would find a way to heal what had been broken.

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Rudra finished packing his bags. Morning had arrived, and with it, the weight of his decision to leave for Paris. He knew this wasn’t going to be easy. The thought of walking away from Kashish, of not seeing her for who knew how long, gnawed at him. But he had to do this. She needed to understand the gravity of her mistake—the promise she’d made to Daadi, the secretshe’d kept from him. Their relationship was at a crossroads, and for it to work, they needed complete transparency. She had betrayed that trust, and now she had to face the consequences.

If Kashish had trusted him, confided in him, they could’ve found a solution. But instead, she chose to hide something so crucial. Now, he wasn’t just leaving for Paris to cool off—he was leaving to make her understand that hiding things like this would break them. He couldn’t let things fester. Daadi had to accept Kashish, and Kashish had to realize just how deep his love for her ran. Only then would he even consider forgiving her, accepting her back into his life.

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