“We will live happily ever after Rani; this society shan’t disturb us anymore,” Raju said, wiping his knife clean. Rani lay in his arms, with a smile fixed in her face. Her eyes looked at a distance unblinked.
It was only here in the abandoned-tower they could meet, with both sides of their families sworn enemies.
Raju stroked her softly, rubbing his skin against her fleshy self, flesh that had gone cold.
It was time, Raju thought; he felt a pierce in his body as he pushed the knife slowly inside, same knife that he had pierced into her moments ago.
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