My last love

India, Mumbai A girl was standing on the edge of a terrace, looking down with a charming smile. With utter hatred in her eyes, she spoke, "Hatred is an obsession, an obsession that never lets the fire within a person die out. Hatred is a fire that always gives a person the strength to reach their goal. And I am coming, burning in this very fire of hatred, to settle every score for the flames that were ignited in my life." Her eyes blazed with a passion — an intense hatred for someone and the desire to burn them in that hatred. She was walking on the edge of the terrace wall without a hint of fear of falling. Just then, a girl called out from behind, "Ma’am, please come down. This can be risky. Aren’t you afraid you might fall?" The girl jumped down from the wall and smirked, "Fear?" With a sly smile, she looked at her and said, "You should never let emotions that make you weak overpower you." --- France, Paris — The City of Love A boy was staring at a girl’s photograph in front of him. Looking at the picture, he spoke to himself, "You are in my heart, and often those who dwell in the heart go so far away that they never return. But I will have you. I will reach the ultimate limit of my obsession, which I have set, which is my desire." Just then, his phone rang. He picked it up and, in a cold voice, said, "What happened?" Hearing the person on the other end, his expression turned dark. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm coming." About 15 minutes later, he stood at a location surrounded by beaches on all sides, with a farmhouse at the center point. As he entered, a devilish smile appeared on his face. In front of him, a man was tied to a chair. Approaching him, he said, "Nice to see you, Allen." Allen, who was tied up, replied in a cold, expressionless tone, "Also nice to see you, Kevin." Kevin glanced at him and said, "I want that hard disk." Allen, smirking devilishly, closed his eyes and replied, "And you think I’ll just hand it over to you?" Kevin, sitting across from him and whistling, looked at him and in a low voice said, "Fine, don’t give it. I have many ways to get that hard disk." Hearing this, Allen’s gaze darkened. Kevin looked at the two men standing behind him and, without any expression, ordered, "Adi, Neyansh, take him to the basement and make sure he gets every poison that doesn’t kill but causes pain as unbearable as death — pain that no ordinary person can withstand." Saying this, he walked out. Aditya and Neyansh exchanged glances and said, "Without him, this has become even more dangerous. And the biggest thing is that everything feels incomplete without her." Neyansh put a hand on Aditya's shoulder and said, "We will find her soon. And you know Kevin well, so we will find her." --- India, Mumbai A news report was playing on TV, with a girl reporting, "As you can see, Raichand has cracked yet another deal. Raichand is rising even higher in his success. This Sunday evening, Mr. Ashok Raichand has organized a party to celebrate his elder son’s success in the business world and to welcome his younger son back. So stay tuned with ABP News to stay updated on the party." Meanwhile, a girl watched the news with a devilish smile and muttered, "Big people, big talks. Showing off is in their blood. But not for long, Mr. Ashok Raichand. I am coming to destroy your happiness." Just then, someone knocked at her door. She walked over and opened it, only to find no one there. She looked around, smirking, and said, "Mr. Manav Rajput, I know it’s you. No need to play hide and seek with me. I’m a criminal lawyer. I always keep my eyes and ears open, so don't play with me." Suddenly, an 18-year-old boy came out, annoyed, and said, "Just because you’re a criminal lawyer doesn’t mean you can’t pretend for your brother’s happiness. Or should I pay you for that?" Manav Rajput, Maya Rajput’s younger brother, with dark green eyes, fair skin, thin lips, and handsome enough to make any girl’s heart flutter, yet just as dangerous. "You can’t come and expect me not to notice. Not possible, brother. And I don’t like surprises at all. Haven't surprises from life been enough already that you’ve started too? So keep your surprises to yourself," Maya said, walking inside. Maya Rajput, with reddish-brown eyes, 5’2” height, fair as milk, lips like rose petals, age 22, looked innocent yet dangerous. "A lawyer’s mind is always sharp. You know how to present arguments well, don’t you?" Manav said, making a face. "Of course, my little brother. Now come inside and freshen up. I’ll make you something to eat." Manav, annoyed, replied, "I’m not little, sister. I am now 18 years old." "For me, you’re still little, my brother," Maya said, pulling his cheeks playfully. --- Elsewhere A middle-aged woman sat on a sofa in the hall, pride and the arrogance of wealth evident on her face. With a smug tone, she said, "I can’t even stand her presence, but enduring her is a compulsion. After all, to achieve something, one must go against their comfort." A man sitting across from her responded slyly, "Just a little more time. Anyway, He's not interested in anything. At the party, He will hand over all his branches to us in front of everyone, and after that, I won’t leave her alive." "Malini Awasthi Raichand, you’re forgetting your place," came an old woman’s voice from behind. Facing Malini, she said, "I won’t tell him the truth, but the truth about you and Ashok will come out before her." Hearing this, anger flashed across Malini’s face. Looking at Ashok, she clenched her fists and said, "If she wasn’t your mother, I wouldn’t even let her stand here alive." Ashok calmed Malini down, saying, "Let it go. It’s just her habit. After all, she loves her younger grandson more. And grandparents usually love the younger ones more, so just ignore it, okay?" --- Maya’s Cabin Maya was sitting in her cabin when a woman in front of her, wiping her tears, pleaded, "I heard you help everyone. I need your help too." Maya, calming her down, said, "Don’t worry. I will definitely help you. Helping people is my first duty. For now, you should go home." Within minutes, Maya left for home. As soon as she reached, she noticed a boy standing with some invitation cards. Maya looked at him questioningly, and he said, "This is an invitation to Raichand’s party. I heard there’s someone else too, someone who hasn’t been seen for years but attended the same college as you. Do you know anything?" Looking at him, Maya replied, "No, I have nothing to do with that memory, nor do I remember anything. After the accident, I can’t recall anything, Ritesh. And besides, I went there to study, not to ogle at boys." "Then how do you remember your revenge?" Ritesh asked with a questioning look. Without any expression, Maya said, "A person always remembers the reason behind their accident. And that accident took a lot more than my memory — it took moments, pain, screams that I cannot forget. One doesn’t forget things that demand justice."