Anisha’s Perspective:
Night of the Incident:
The moon hung low in the inky sky, casting a silvery glow over the sprawling mansion that concealed secrets darker than the shadows it held. Inside, the air was electric with anticipation, every heartbeat echoing the weight of a destiny waiting to unfurl. I, the daughter of a formidable gang leader, stood at the cusp of a life-altering juncture, my heart entwined with trepidation and excitement.
As I peered out from behind the heavy velvet curtains, my gaze wandered over the opulent ballroom below. Flickering candles and chandeliers illuminated the opulent ballroom. Tonight marked my eighteenth birthday, a celebration that heralded my ascension to the helm of our criminal empire. The room buzzed with an eclectic mix of my father’s associates
