Page 244 of Rudra Nandani: The Saga of Control And Seduction

I recoiled, my heart pounding.“Yes, I hated her. But that doesn’t mean I wanted her dead. She killed herself, and you did nothing to stop it. For god’s sake, she was the woman who raised you. Where was your gratitude? She might have hurt us, but she didn’t deserveto die like that,”

The room fell silent, his anger simmering as I watched him, waiting for his response. But instead of words, he stood up abruptly, his expression hardening.“It feels like I’m talking to a bipolar right now,” he muttered, his tone venomous.

“Bipolar!” I shouted, unable to hold back the surge of anger.“You just called me bipolar?” I was shaking with fury.

He ran his fingers through his hair, pacing toward the door.

“Don’t walk away from me like this!” I screamed after him, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t even look back.

Frustrated, I grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him, watching as he turned just in time to avoid it. He stared at me, teeth gritted, his jaw tightening with rage.

I felt a storm of emotions brewing inside me as he turned and walked out, his footsteps echoing in the hallway. I was left standing there, seething, my thoughts a whirlwind.

“What the hell?” I whispered to myself, feeling my heart race as I struggled to understand. How could he just walk away like that? Was it so hard to talk to me, to let me in?

I flopped onto the bed in frustration, my mind whirling. My father was a king and used to share everything with my mother. They were partners, never keeping secrets, always united. And here I was, married to a man who couldn’t even talk to me, who couldn’t see me as an equal.

My heart pounded wildly with anger. I wanted to kill him. I kept thinking—should I use a dagger or a sword?

I could have accepted anything, but not this for Chandramukhi. That woman had only ever suffered. Yes, her ways were wrong with my father and mother, but when it came to Rudra and his brothers, she had done everything for them when they needed her most. And yet, he hadn’t even tried to talk to her, to sort things out.

I didn’t know why, but it was haunting me. Being a woman, I could understand possessiveness, discomfort, and all the thousand little mistakes we make in the name of care and love. They aren't always right, but they come from a place of love. And she cared for them.

I lifted my head and stared at the door, waiting for him to return.

But as the minutes passed, a strange calmness started invading my furious thoughts.

Was I wrong? Should I not have said those things? Was it even my place to speak about it?

I inhaled deeply and palmed my face. My racing heart began to settle, and my mind drifted to sleep.

When I woke up with a jerk, my first instinct was to turn and look beside me. But the spot was untouched. Pain stabbed through me when I realised he hadn’t come back.

I lifted my gaze to the window, trying to see through the darkness. It was still a deep night, maybe just past midnight.

Throwing the comforter aside, I stepped down.

I would definitely kill him.

I walked out to the courtyard, but he wasn’t there either. Concern started clawing at my chest.

Where the hell did he go?

The sound of my anklets echoed loudly in the night's silence. I stepped out into the corridor, heading toward the stairs leading to the terrace.

My heart was pounding again, but this time from fear. I wasn’t fond of walking around at midnight, especially on a new-moon night, when everything felt heavier and darker. Clouds covered the sky, hiding even the stars.

The wide staircase was lit by wall-mounted lamps burning dimly on either side.

Suddenly, a heavy crash of thunder roared through the sky, and I jumped, shivering uncontrollably.

I would absolutely kill him for this.

Frightened to my core, I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment, trying to gather courage. After what felt like endless steps, I finally reached the terrace.

The first thing my eyes caught was the thick, dark sky, blanketed in clouds.

“Rudra,” I called out, but my voice barely left my throat. The fear was overwhelming.

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