HATRED
......, or should I say... the Daredevil Queen,” he said slowly, his voice laced with bitterness. “I always knew you were special, but this?” He held up the pendant for her to see. “This changes everything.”
Her eyes widened for just a moment, a flicker of emotion crossing her face before she regained her composure.
“So, you found out,” she replied softly, her voice calm, but the fire in her eyes betraying the storm within. “What now, ?”
“What now?” He echoed her question, stepping closer. “You owe me answers. Everything. Why did you disappear? Why did you betray us? And more importantly,” his voice dropped to a whisper, “why didn’t you tell me you were her?”
She shook her head, her gaze shifting to the river again. “Because telling you would’ve changed nothing, Aarav. We can never be what we were. You think you know me, but you don’t. Not anymore.”
“You don’t get to decide that,” he snapped, stepping in front of her, forcing her to meet his gaze. “I want the truth. All of it.”
“The truth?” she laughed bitterly. “The truth is, I lost everything. My family, my life, my name. You think you’re owed an explanation, but the truth is—none of this was ever about you, Aarav. It was about them. And now... it’s over.”
He narrowed his eyes. “It’s not over, . Not until you tell me everything.”
She sighed, the weight of the world suddenly visible on her shoulders. “Fine,” she said quietly. “I’ll tell you. But after this, we’re done.”
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