
I never thought my lie would turn into this nightmare—or was it a filthy dream? Hi, My name is Manisha and this is my story. I love Rahul and All I wanted was to marry him.
When I told dad about him, he gave me a long lecture saying that he is not good enough for me. I knew that he was conservative and would never agree to my wishes.
I had to deal with him in his ways. He believed in god and those who believe in god also believe in devil. An idea struck my mind so I planned to implement it. It was simple: I will fake that I am possessed by devil, then as a devil, I will ask dad to send me to my eternal mate Rahul. There is no way he can get me curse free as we live in a high end society and here you can't find any exorcist or Tantrik.
Also, I promised my dad that I have broken up with Rahul and will never meet him again. It was necessary so he believes my drama.
After two weeks, It was Sunday today. I had my lunch with my dad and got back to my room. I did my makeup - wild black eyes, dishevelled hair, eyeliner running down my eyes, small cut on both arms, blood leaking slowly. I started throwing things making loud splattering sound. Soon dad came to my room as I kept the door unlatched.




















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