The night felt heavy.
Like something dangerous was hiding in the shadows.
Anaya sat quietly in her room.
Her heart was calmer now…
But not at peace.
Kabir's words echoed in her mind—
"You're my only reality."
A soft smile appeared on her lips.
But deep inside…
A small fear still remained.
Meanwhile—
Riya stood alone on the balcony.
Her expression no longer calm.
No longer soft.
Her eyes were cold.
Sharp.
Dangerous.
She picked up her phone.
"They trust me," she said quietly.
A voice replied from the other side—
"Good."
Riya's lips curved into a smirk.
"Soon… Kabir will have to choose."
"And this time…"
"I'll make sure he loses everything."
She ended the call.
Her eyes moved towards Anaya's room.
"That girl…" she whispered,
"is his weakness."
"And weaknesses…"
"Are meant to be destroyed."
Next morning—
Everything looked normal.
Too normal.
Kabir was busy with work.
His attention divided.
And that was exactly what Riya wanted.
She walked into Anaya's room.
Smiling sweetly.
"Can we talk?" she asked softly.
Anaya hesitated.
But nodded.
They sat facing each other.
Riya sighed.
"I think we started wrong," she said.
Anaya stayed silent.
"I don't hate you," Riya continued.
"Then why do you say things like that?" Anaya asked.
Riya looked down.
Acting hurt.
"Because I know Kabir's world…"
Her voice turned serious.
"And you don't belong in it."
Anaya's heart tightened.
"But I'm not here to fight," Riya added quickly.
Instead…
She pulled out a small file.
"You deserve to know the truth," she said.
Anaya frowned.
"What truth?"
Riya slowly opened the file.
Photos.
Documents.
Kabir…
Covered in blood.
Fighting.
Danger.
Crime.
Anaya's hands started shaking.
"This is his real life," Riya said quietly.
"Every day… is like this."
Tears filled Anaya's eyes.
"I know…" she whispered.
But Riya shook her head.
"No. You don't."
Her voice turned darker.
"People around him die."
Anaya froze.
"And next…" Riya said slowly,
"It could be you."
Silence.
Heavy.
Terrifying.
Anaya's breath became uneven.
Riya stood up.
"If you really love him…"
She looked straight into her eyes.
"Then leave."
Those words…
Felt like a knife.
That evening—
Kabir returned.
But Anaya wasn't there.
His heart dropped instantly.
"Where is she?" he asked.
No answer.
His eyes turned dangerous.
"ANAYA!"
Silence.
Then—
A message came on his phone.
Unknown Number:
"If you want her alive… come alone."
Kabir's blood ran cold.
"This time…" he whispered,
"They crossed the line."
Meanwhile—
Anaya woke up slowly.
Her head heavy.
Her body weak.
She looked around.
Dark room.
Locked.
Fear rushed through her.
"What… is this…?"
A voice echoed from the shadows—
"Welcome."
Anaya's heart stopped.
Riya stepped forward.
Her smile gone.
Only darkness left.
"You trusted me too easily," she said.
Anaya's eyes widened.
"Why…?" she whispered.
Riya's expression turned cold.
"Because Kabir chose you."
Her voice filled with anger.
"And I don't lose."
Anaya's tears fell.
"You're hurting him…" she said weakly.
Riya laughed softly.
"No…"
"I'm breaking him."
Far away—
Kabir drove like a storm.
His eyes filled with rage.
Fear.
Pain.
"Hold on, Anaya…" he whispered.
"Nothing will happen to you."
Because this time—
He wasn't just fighting enemies.
He was fighting…
For the person he loved the most.