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‘Why are you so concerned?’
Dhruv didn’t say anything. He sat next to her, his arm inches away from her.
Aranya could see Dhruv squirm even as he said this. ‘I’m doing this because I

might have sourced the CCTV video that night. The rumour too was started by
Sanchit and me.’
Aranya’s throat went dry. ‘YOU?’

Aranya had lived the past twenty-four days in a flash, not knowing where
things had gone wrong. None of this would have happened had Dhruv had the
decency to not try and destroy her life.

‘Yes, it was me. And with the reputation that Raghuvir had, it wasn’t hard for
people to believe it. Now don’t throw a fit and cry and curse me because we
have been through it before. Can we just skip to the part where you think I’m

doing this to wash away my black soul?’
‘And why would I help you do that? I have been to hell and back, Dhruv. And
you think this is a damn game, don’t you? My father slapped me!’

‘He slapped me too. Which part of “let’s skip that” did you not get?’
‘The part where I kill you!’ growled Aranya and lunged at Dhruv. She
grabbed his collar.

‘You’re crazy! Let me go.’
‘Am I crazy? What did you get out of it? Were you totally out of your mind?’

she screamed.
Dhruv drew himself up and pushed her away and she staggered backwards.
‘Enough. We can still get Raghuvir back and you can still have your happy
ending, walking hand in hand with him into the sunset, or in your case, the lab.’

‘I can’t leave the college. And who knows where he is. He could be anywhere
by now,’ Aranya said, weighing her options. ‘And, moreover, my father would

come to know. The professors talk to him every day.’
‘Who says you have to miss classes? Go now.’ Dhruv unclasped her palm and
put the paper in it. ‘You will be back by morning. I will take you.’
‘I’m not going,’ said Aranya.

‘Why not?’
‘Why should I? Why should I free you of your guilt? And where did this come

from, this feeling of remorse?’
‘I feel no remorse.’
‘I do.’