Avni awoke in a dimly lit warehouse, confusion swirling in her mind as she glanced around at the twelve men standing guard, half of them stationed at the imposing entrance.
Her mouth was taped shut, rendering her silent as she desperately searched for answers amidst the shadows.
Panic flared as she realized she had been kidnapped, but the reason behind her abduction remained an unsolved mystery.
The cold, industrial walls seemed to close in on her while the atmosphere buzzed with tension and malice, making her heart race faster with each passing moment.
In the far corner of the room, Avni spotted the Man, a sinister figure whose cruelty radiated even from a distance.
He was attempting to reach out to someone on the phone, his frustration building as the call initially went unanswered.
Finally, a face appeared on the screen that sent a jolt through her - it was a man she recognized yet felt no familiarity with.
The shock on his face mirrored her own confusion, and she could only grasp fleeting fragments of emotion like flickers of hope in the heightened atmosphere of fear.
Avni's heart raced as the commander's voice pierced through the heavy silence, taunting her with the words, "Abhimanyu,I have your beloved."
The unfamiliar word hung in the air, wrapping around her like a ghostly shroud.
For a fleeting moment, hope flickered within her, a fragile flame against the darkness that surrounded her.
She clung to the thought of Man-Abhimanyu rushing to her side, the image of him charging through the storm like a hero from a long-forgotten tale.
But as the call abruptly ended, that flicker was snuffed out, leaving a hollow ache in her chest.
The commander's laughter filled the room, cruel and mocking, reverberating off the cold stone walls.
His eyes glinted with a savage delight as he turned to his followers, reveling in the chaos he had orchestrated.
"He will come," he boasted, a sinister smile curling at the edges of his lips.
"And when he does, I'll be waiting."
Each word struck Avni like a dagger, the tension in the air thickening around her.
She felt the weight of their eyes upon her, a palpable reminder of her vulnerability.
The commander's approach was slow, deliberate, the shadows of the dimly lit room elongating with each step he took.
An unsettling grin spread across his face, a predatory gleam that sent dread coursing through her veins.
Avni's breath hitched, her pulse racing in tandem with her spiraling thoughts.
She closed her eyes for a moment, desperately envisioning Abhimanyu-his strong arms, the warmth of his embrace, the way he made her feel safe against the world's storms.
(A/N: She is imagining it out of fear.)
But in this dark place, those thoughts felt like distant echoes, fading into the void.
A prayer slipped from her lips, a whispered plea for her husband to arrive before the commander's intentions could unravel her world.
"Please, Abhimanyu," she murmured, her heart aching with the weight of uncertainty.
The shadows around her seemed to deepen, the walls closing in as she braced herself against the encroaching dread.
With each heartbeat, the reality of her situation pressed down harder, a chilling reminder that time was slipping away.
She had to hold onto hope, however tenuous it felt.
The flickering light of her Hope for Abhimanyu was the only thing that stood between her and the darkness that threatened to consume her.
And in that moment, as fear gripped her, she knew she had to believe-had to trust-that he would come for her.
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Meanwhile, Abhimanyu raced against time, his heart pounding with determination and fear for Woman safety.
As he and Rohit burst into the dimly lit warehouse, the air was thick with tension and uncertainty.
Each step they took reverberated with the urgency of their mission, a desperate quest to reach her before it was too late.
Avni stood frozen, her breath hitching as she witnessed the chaos unfold before her.
The shadows danced ominously around her, but in the midst of the turmoil, she caught sight of Abhimanyu's fierce determination.
He moved with purpose, his presence as a beacon of hope against the daunting figure of the commander.
In that heartbeat, time seemed to stretch, the cacophony of the moment fading into a dull roar.
Avni felt a wave of emotion wash over her-fear mingled with a flicker of hope. She longed to call out to him, to assure him that she was still holding on, but the weight of the situation pressed down on her.
As Abhimanyu's gaze locked onto hers, she saw the fire in his eyes, a promise of protection that ignited her spirit.
The world outside faded, leaving only the connection they shared, a bond that felt unbreakable despite the odds stacked against them.
Her heart raced with each passing second, the desperate longing to be reunited fueling her resolve.
She watched him Fighting through the chaos, his focus unwavering, and her breath caught in her throat.
She saw The man, who kidnap her. Moving towards Abhimanyu with a knife.
Avni wanted to shout but the tap prevented her, She was struggling to Move. But she couldn't anything and just close her.
Praying for Abhimanyu safety with tears in her eyes.
In a climactic moment, Rohit lunged forward, intercepting Deshmukh just as he was about to reach Abhimanyu with a knife.
Avni sit frozen, her gaze fixed on the ground, tears cascading down her cheeks like a silent storm.
The horror of the moment replayed in her mind: the thought of Deshmukh about to take her husband's life shattered her heart into a thousand pieces.
Each sob was a testament to her anguish, a desperate plea for relief from the torment of her thoughts.
"Are you alright?" Abhimanyu's voice broke through the haze of her despair.
She looked up to find him standing before her, determination etched on his features.
He bent down, swiftly working to untie the ropes that bound her.
As the last knot fell away, he carefully removed the tape from her mouth, his eyes searching hers for a sign of reassurance.
Without a word, Avni collapsed into his arms, the weight of her fear pouring out in a torrent of sobs. She clung to him tightly, her tears soaking his shirt, a testament to her vulnerability.
From a distance, Rohit observed, letting Abhimanyu comfort her while he dealt with the fallen goons, ensuring the threat was neutralized.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still for Abhimanyu.
The world around them faded, leaving only the sound of Avni's cries echoing in the silence of the aftermath.
He held her close, his embrace firm yet gentle, allowing her to release the anguish that had consumed her.
He whispered soft words of reassurance, hoping to calm the storm within her. Slowly, her sobs began to subside, but the toll of her trauma was too great. Fatigue swept over her, and just as her breathing steadied, she lost consciousness, sinking into his arms.
"Bhai, what should we do with Bhabhi? Why did she faint?" Rohit's voice brought Abhimanyu back to the present.
He hesitated, caught between the truth and the urgency of the moment.
"She's not my wife," he thought, but that seemed trivial now, overshadowed by the need to protect her.
He looked down at her fragile form, so vulnerable in her distress.
"Start the car. We're taking her to the hospital," he commanded, urgency lacing his tone.
With gentle care, he lifted her into his arms, cradling her as if she were the most precious thing in the world.
Her head rested against his shoulder, and he could feel her heartbeat-a fragile rhythm that urged him to act.
As he placed her in the back seat, he brushed a stray strand of hair from her face, his heart aching for the pain she had endured.
Rohit slid behind the wheel, his focus sharp as he navigated the road ahead.
The city blurred past, but for Abhimanyu, the only reality was the woman beside him.
"Stay strong, Woman Don't die on me again," he murmured, knowing that he would do everything in his power to protect her, to bring her back from the edge of despair.
As they sped toward the hospital, a storm brewed within him-a mix of resolve and fear.
He knew that the battle was far from over, but in that moment, all he could do was hope.
Hope that she would awaken, that the shadows of despair would fade, and
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