The verdict between us

Her eyes burned crimson, tears refusing to fall. The knife trembled in her hand, its tip already buried just enough for a thin line of blood to stain his shirt. "Was any of it real?" she whispered. "Did we ever have a single truth between us?" Zavian looked at her for a long moment. Then, without breaking eye contact, he wrapped his hand around her wrist and slowly pushed the blade deeper into his own chest. A pained smile tugged at his lips. "Yes," he said hoarsely. "Your moans." Vyomika Shetty and Zavian Singh were once inseparable. Now they're strangers carrying years of hatred and unanswered questions. When life forces them to cross paths again, the past they buried refuses to stay buried.