Power Of Blood: Darkness Never Leaves 58 Accep

But today, there was a photograph of that 'G.o.ddess' in the waiting area of an abortion clinic with a form in her hands. Everyone could guess what it was and this shattered her unreachable image in their minds. Their 'G.o.ddess' turned out to be just another pretentious person with a mask. The entire college was shook by this revelation. It was just pure chaos.

Dhira turned and saw Visha standing beside her. She had a carefree expression, as if she was neither shocked nor affected by this explosive piece of news. Dhira held her hand and pulled her away from the crowd. After she was a.s.sured of the distance between them and others she let go.

"Was this you?" she asked. She had a feeling this was Visha's doing but was still unable to believe it. She had always seen her as a 'nice' little girl.

"What do you think?" Visha asked with a cold expressionless face. This was exactly the same as last night when Dhira picked her up.

"It's you." she answered, now confident of her initial hunch. Visha nodded and shook her head. She was afraid of Dhira seeing her as a cold person, afraid she'd judge her. But to her surprise Dhira patted her head gently with a proud smile. Visha was expecting her to be mad and to be scolding her but she was happy!

"Don't you think I went too far?" Visha asked in confusion.

"Kindness to your enemy is harm to yourself." Dhira answered and Visha instantly wrapped her hands around her. She hugged her tightly as tears welled up in her eyes. This was the first time someone had accepted her odd personality. She was always someone who surprised others by how cold she could become to people she once deeply cared about. Once people found out that she wasn't as nice as she looked at first, they'd immediately despise her and curse at her, saying she was evil and unreasonably harsh. That had made her distance herself with everyone. Even if she made friends, she was always on guard, and could never let them see this side of her. But Dhira, not only accepted her but also understood her better than anyone ever could.

Visha let go of her as she wiped her tears with a smile.

"Don't worry, there is more. There's still one b*****d left who insulted me."

Dhira let out a laugh when she heard her. This girl definitely wasn't someone to be messed with.

"Get'em, Pup."

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Yash had hurried to college today. Vir knew it was all so he could see Madam. He was anxiously waiting for her near the gates. Vir was now growing used to seeing him this restless. It may not have been surprising anymore but it was still new. Soon they saw Visha in the backseat of a black sedan. Yash's face instantly cheered up as he followed it inside and parked the car.

That's when he saw Visha, away from the crowd laughing and chatting with another girl. He didn't know who she was, he was only interested in Visha. So he headed straight for her with Vir following closely behind.

Visha saw the brothers coming towards her and her expression turned ugly. She clearly looked angry and disgusted. Yash slowed down his pace after he saw the hatred in her eyes. Of course, she still hated him. He had humiliated her in front of the entire college. Vir even told him that she was being made fun of and taunted by everyone. But nevertheless he still resumed to head towards her.

"What is it?" Visha's tone was quite hostile. It made Yash feel immensely guilty. This was the woman he was supposed to impress and love but ended up offending her. He had mistaken her ident.i.ty and regretted it. He should've trusted his gut feeling.

"I want to apologize." Yash finally admitted. Visha could see the struggle on his face to compromise with his ego.

"Apology won't stop the rumors, the damage has been already done." Visha said sharply. Yash shook his head in disappointment. He knew she was right, nothing could mend what had already happened.

"Then what can I do to make you forgive me." Yash probed again.

"Nothing. Anyways, I have to go to the library to return this book." Visha said as she took out a book from her bag.

"I'll do it for you." Yash s.n.a.t.c.hed the book from her hands and turned towards the library.

Visha was shocked to see this sudden change in his behavior. Wasn't he supposed to be the 'Cold King'?

Just then her phone rang interrupting her thoughts, it was a number she recognized. She immediately picked it up.

"Thanks" Visha said politely.

"There's no need, I owed you one. I just wanted to know if you were satisfied with the results." the girl asked.

"It was more than satisfying. It wouldn't be possible without you, Maya."

"I was glad I could help. If there's anything you need me for, I'm there." Maya said and disconnected the call. She had felt awfully guilty after Visha stood up for her. She just wanted to return the favor.

Visha put the phone in her bag and headed to the library too. She wouldn't want to miss the show, she had prepared. She couldn't help laughing as she imagined the scene that'd soon unfold there.

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