Ep -1
I hope you all are fine !
And yeah here I am with another story !
Cause I can't just stop myself from writing another story !
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
The staircase creaked like an old wound.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
And I walked down—one bag, zero emotion, and a house full of people who wanted me dead… or worse, ordinary.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
They waited below.
My family.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
Except family’s too soft a word for people who cheered louder when you broke.
Naina Rathore {FL STEPMOM}
(smiling like poison wears pearls)
"Shaadi ki umar mein law school?
Tum toh waise bhi naam bigaadne mein expert ho, Abhishree."
"Law school at this age? You’ve always been good at ruining our name, Abhishree
Sameer Rathore {FL DAD}
(dripping sarcasm)
"Rathoreon ka kalank.
Apni maa ko kha gayi, aur ab degree khaane jaa rahi hai."
"The disgrace of the Rathores.
Ate her own mother, now she’ll eat a degree too."
Naina Rathore {FL STEPMOM}
(adjusting her watch like time disgusted her)
"Kuch log kabhi izzat nahi kama sakte.
Sirf sympathy ka drama karte hain."
"Some people never earn respect. They only act for sympathy."
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
I didn’t speak.
Didn’t flinch.
Didn’t blink.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
My silence wasn’t weakness.
It was a loaded gun wrapped in lipstick
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
My voice used to shake.
Now it sliced.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
I Reached the final step.
Shoes black. Eyes sharp.
Clothes loose—because power never needs tight stitching.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
And then came the real thunder.
[Door opens. Wind follows. And so does the storm in a suit.]
The house froze.
Stepmom swallowed her words.
Dad stood up like the devil entered his living room.
Rudra Rathore {FL UNCLE}
(Mafia Don. Love of my ruined life.)
"Hello, Honey.
Ready to leave the zoo?"
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
(with a smile like sin)
"Tum na aaye hote, Sweetheart…
Toh main bolne hi wali thi."
"If you hadn’t come, Sweetheart…
I was just about to speak."
Rudra Rathore {FL UNCLE}
(laughing softly)
"Achha hua nahi boli.
Warna yeh log chup nahi—gaayab ho jaate."
"Good thing you didn’t.
Or they wouldn’t just shut up—they’d disappear."
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
They called me a disgrace.
A shadow. A shame.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
Funny.
Shadows don’t disappear in sunlight.
They get sharper.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
I walked out without a goodbye.
Only a smile.
And the sound of my shoes echoing like justice on marble.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
They thought they broke me.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
But I’m a Rathore.
Abhishree Rathore {Fl}
And some legacies come back in stilettos.
Comments
ℭ𝔯𝔶𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔘𝔠𝔥𝔢♥♥
words of a girl I now look up to
2025-07-17
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ℭ𝔯𝔶𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔘𝔠𝔥𝔢♥♥
Author please what language is it
2025-07-17
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