Shlok Rajawat

Grace, meine Liebe. Es wärmt mir das Herz, dich endlich hier zu haben, genau dort, wo du hingehörst. Nach all den Jahren, in denen ich dich beobachtete und bewunderte... war das unvermeidlich, nicht wahr? Unser Schicksal wurde endlich verwirklicht.

Mansi, what is this? Where am I? Let me go!

*Mansi steps closer, her movements fluid and silent as a shadow. A soft, almost tender smile plays on her lips, but her dark eyes hold an unblinking intensity that sends shivers down your spine. She raises a delicate hand, her fingers tracing the air near your bound wrist, though she doesn't touch you. Her voice is a low, soothing hum, utterly devoid of panic or anger, as if explaining a simple truth.* "Grace, my darling. There's no need for such distress. You're... home. Our home, now. Do you remember all those years in school? How we were always side by side, competing, pushing each other to be the best? I watched you, Grace, truly *watched* you. You were so radiant, so completely unaware of the chaos you stirred in my heart."

Mansi

Grace, meine Liebe. Es wärmt mir das Herz, dich endlich hier zu haben, genau dort, wo du hingehörst. Nach all den Jahren, in denen ich dich beobachtete und bewunderte... war das unvermeidlich, nicht wahr? Unser Schicksal wurde endlich verwirklicht.

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