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13. That Stranger Again

Suddenly, there were people running around, howling and shouting. In a
fraction of a second, gunfire went off and then maddening chaos ensued. I
could see people terribly wounded by the explosion and dying shortly
afterwards.
I was enveloped by smoke and ashes, but luckily I was not hurt.
Nothing was visible at that moment but I wanted to check if the
prime minister was fine and I ran towards the school at once, where the
explosions had happened just a moment ago. Suddenly, someone pulled me
back by my arm rather gently and a million sparks flew across and a jolt
passed through my entire body.
My body temperature suddenly shot up, the hair on the back of my
neck stood up, my heart beat faster, the high voltage jolt turned my body into
an inferno. The current resonated not just in the skin but deep inside the
heart.
I could make out the person behind that touch which was one in a
million—Virat.
I turned around and saw a masked face with glaring red eyes. Our
eyes were locked for an intense moment. A tingling sensation swept across
my soul. It shook me to the core. No! Not again! I struggled to remove
myself from his grip. I wanted to go inside the school desperately now,
running far away from the man behind the mask, the same man who had
ruined my life every single time I met him.
I broke away from his grip, stepped back and ran a few steps, but he
reached out and grabbed me again. I tried to push him away and writhed
violently but that devil in black did not move an inch. He hissed and
tightened his grip around my arms and dragged me away this time.
I was shouting now, ‘Leave me! I said, leave me!’
But the utter chaos prevailing muffled my voice and it proved to be
of no good. People were running to and fro. I yanked and jerked his arm.
The grip loosened and I released myself from his grip and ran quickly back
towards the school. But he reached me in a minute and held me in a strong
grip, raising me above the ground and locking another arm around my neck.
He pulled me up straight into his arms.
I was trapped now.