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Khushi Patil was the golden child  brilliant, kind, loved.
Until one stormy night revealed her father's affair.
Her mother took her own life. The mistress moved in.
And Khushi?
Turned into a servant in her own home, tortured by her stepsiblings, locked in a basement before her exam, then poisoned by the ones she trusted.

But death was only the beginning.

Because now… she remembers everything.

Once the victim. Now the villain.
And this time, she’s not here to forgive  she’s here to burn everything they built.

Once the Victim, Now the Villain

(The Family That Buried the Truth)

🩸 The Basement — 20 Minutes Later

The storm outside still raged, but inside the house… there was silence.

Heavy. Bloody. Guilt-stained silence.

Neha stood over the bodies of Khushi and Ron, her hands shaking, lips trembling.

"I… I didn't mean to go this far…"

Nisha sat in the corner, her dress soaked in blood and rainwater, whispering, "I didn't… I didn't mean to kill them…"

Neha snapped. "STOP crying! Help me. We'll say they ran away. It's believable. She was planning to leave anyway!"

They began to drag the bodies toward an old trunk.

Pandurang's voice thundered from the stairs.

He had woken from his nap… and seen the basement door open.

"KHUSHI?!" he shouted again.

Namrata followed him, a torch in hand. "Where is Ron?"

They stepped into the basement.

Pandurang dropped to his knees.

Namrata let out a wail — the kind that rips through skin and soul.

Neha stumbled back. "It was an accident. Please listen, Baba—"

"Shut up," Pandurang growled, eyes red. "Don't you DARE say her name!"

🧓 The Confrontation

Sanjay arrived 10 minutes later, confused, irritated.

"Your daughter," Namrata spat. "Your blood. Your light. Gone."

His eyes locked on Nisha.

Nisha fell at his feet. "Baba… I didn't… she just— I was angry! I didn't mean to—!"

He didn't raise his hand.

"You're not my daughter."

"I lost my real daughter tonight. And you're the reason."

🔥 The Decision

Neha stepped forward, trying to gain control.

"We'll do the proper rites. We'll say it was a gas leak or something. They were always clumsy—"

"ENOUGH," Pandurang roared.

"We will do the rites," Sanjay said softly.

Pandurang looked down "But not for peace. For justice."

They performed the last rites two days later.

Khushi and Ron's photos were placed beside Sonali's.

"They say it was an accident, but something feels off…"

🧓 The Final Betrayal

After the funeral, Sanjay stood with his parents.

Pandurang looked up. "What now?"

"You will go to The Patil ancestral home.

Namrata flinched. "What? You're throwing us out?"

"You interfered too much. Blamed my wife. Created drama."

Neha smirked silently in the corner.

Pandurang stared at his son like he was staring at a stranger.

"You are the second person I buried this week," he said. "But this time, the body is still breathing."

🚪 Outside the House

As Pandurang and Namrata packed their small bags, neighbors wept.

"They're leaving the house they built…"

No one dared question Sanjay. No one had the strength.

Before stepping out, Namrata turned once, eyes filled with fire.

"This house will burn one day," she whispered.

"And no one will be left to save you."

🕊️ The End of two lifes

Thus ended the first life of Khushi and Ron.

Two innocent lives buried under lies, betrayal, and blood.

But in the ashes of sorrow…

Because revenge remembers everything.

The End of Volume 1

Side Chapter: After the Silence.