Page 95 of One Hellish Love

Before Anjali could pry further, Rudra stepped into the room. Kashish instantly sensed his presence and stiffened, refusing to even look in his direction. Anjali stood up.

“I need to speak with Kashish,” Rudra said.

“I don’t want to talk to him, Anju. Please, ask him to leave.”

Anjali, caught between them, hesitated. Who was she supposed to support?

“I’m not giving you a choice, Kashish,” Rudra stated coldly walking in.

“I’ll be downstairs.” Sensing the gravity of the situation, Anjali quickly excused herself.

As soon as Anjali left, Rudra closed the door behind him. Kashish’s unease grew, and she instinctively moved toward the bathroom, hoping to escape. But Rudra blocked her path.

“When I’m talking to you, don’t walk away.”

“There’s nothing left to talk about,” she shot back.

“Why?”

Her gaze finally met his. He didn’t seem the least bit fazed by what had happened the night before, and it only fueled her anger.

“You know why,” she replied.

Rudra bit back a groan, but now that the issue had been raised, Kashish was ready to confront it head-on.

“Do you even realize what you said to me last night?” she asked, her voice rising.

“Nothing you didn’t already know,” he said, his tone calm but firm.

Kashish’s jaw clenched. So, he knew she was aware of his feelings? But that wasn’t the point. She wasn’t ready to let this go.

“How can you even think about it? Just because I showed you some kindness doesn’t mean I’m willing to accept whatever you feel for me,” she snapped.

“I didn’t offer anything, Kashish.”

Her frustration boiled over. How could he be so dismissive of the entire situation?

“Youproposedto me last night!” she nearly shouted.

“I confessed how I feel,” he corrected her. “It wasn’t a proposal.”

Her confusion only deepened.

“Not a proposal? Then what was it? Just an FYI (for your information)?” she asked sarcastically. “Why are you always so mysterious, Rudra? Do you enjoy keeping everyone in the dark?”

Rudra took a deep breath before speaking again.

“At least now, maybe you’ll stop looking for brides for me.”

“Wrong,” she scoffed, shooting him a withering glare. “I’ll just speed up the process. I want to be rid of you and your so-called confession.”

Rudra clenched his jaw as he stepped closer.

“You still don’t get it, do you? No other woman can replace what I feel for you, Kashish. You mean everything to me. And this isn’t something new. I’ve felt this way since the day you started hating me.”

Kashish’s heart raced as he cornered her against the wall, his voice growing softer but more forceful.

“Whether you acknowledge it or not, this feeling is mine. And even if I die, it won’t disappear.”

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