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It was night, and a deserted road was witness to a girl lying unconscious. There was no one around, but the clouds were thundering and crying. Heavy raindrops fell on the girl's blood-soaked body. Her face reflected immense pain and regret. She lay on her stomach, surrounded by her own bloodstains. Her breathing grew heavier.

Weakly, she spoke, "Everything is over... The person I loved the most... The one I trusted the most... He killed me." She clenched her eyes, and tears streamed down.

A picture of a boy appeared before her closed eyes. A bitter smile crossed her lips.

"And the person I always hated... loved me blindly... What did I do? I broke him... Sarvaksh, forgive me. Today, I realize how much you loved me."

As darkness enveloped her, she whispered, "If I get another chance at love... I'll return and love you wholeheartedly, Sarvaksh. Farewell."

Suddenly, a harsh, painful voice called out, "Raatri?"

Raatri opened her eyes to see a boy running toward her, his face pale with fear and anxiety.

She stretched out her hand, and he enveloped her in his arms.

"Raatri, I told you he wasn't good for you... Why didn't you listen?"

With her blood-stained hand, she touched his cheek.

"Sarvaksh... I'm sorry."

Sarvaksh kissed her face, saying, "I won't let anything happen to you. Let's go to the hospital."

As Sarvaksh carried her to the car, Raatri stopped him.

"No, Sarvaksh... I deserve to die."

Sarvaksh hugged her tightly.

"You're my Raatri... Born to love and be loved."

Raatri grasped his shirt.

"Kiss me... You never forced me, even when we were married."

Sarvaksh sat her in the car and kissed her.

As they drove to the hospital, Raatri gazed at Sarvaksh.

"Please," she begged.

Sarvaksh held her close.

Their car sped away.

In a luxurious room, Raatri sat, wearing a bridal dress. A beautician worked on her makeup.

Raatri suddenly shrieked, startling the beautician.

"What happened?" the beautician asked.

Raatri looked around, confused.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the beautician," she replied.

Raatri examined her surroundings and herself.

"This is the bridal room... And I'm alive?"

The beautician watched, perplexed.

Raatri thought, "Have I reincarnated? I'm back when I married Sarvaksh."

Tears filled her eyes.

The beautician asked, "Ma'am...?"

"Leave," Raatri ordered.

The beautician hastily departed.

Raatri smiled wickedly.

"Time for revenge... But first, my Sarvaksh."

The door swung open, and a furious Sarvaksh stood before her.

His intense gaze pinned her.

Raatri whispered, "Sarvaksh."

Sarvaksh's aura radiated anger.

He approached her, his fists clenched.

Raatri stood still, lost in memories.

Sarvaksh grasped her face.

"Good... Sarvaksh Khurana... You should only remember this name."

He pushed her onto the bed.

As Sarvaksh loomed over her, Raatri's eyes widened.

He pressed his finger to her lips.

"Don't speak."

Raatri's hands clenched the bedsheet.

Sarvaksh's touch ignited memories of their past.

"You thought of escaping, didn't you?" Sarvaksh hissed.

"Understand, you're mine now. You'll breathe your last here."

Raatri longed to speak, but Sarvaksh's grip tightened.

"Did you hear me?"

Raatri thought, "How can I tell him I want to stay with him now?"

Sarvaksh's lips brushed hers.

"Your life belongs to me now."

As he kissed her, Raatri trembled.

What's next in this reborn story? How did Sarvaksh capture Raatri? What happened to her? Who will she take revenge on? Continue reading "Reborn To Love My Beast Husband."

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