Chapter 47
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Divya looked up enraged. Her eyes appeared bloodshot as her gaze was shooting arrows at Visha who stood there unaffected. The burning sensation and pain in her cheek refused to die down. It had now become red and swollen. Everyone stared at Visha in disbelief. Was she not aware of Divya's identity? After all, Divya had the power to bring her entire college life crumbling down. Dhira was the most powerful personality in the entire college. She was rich with political backing and even the the Dean of the college wouldn't dare to go against her. Even though they were envious of Visha, they couldn't help feeling pity for her. She had no idea that she just put her hands in a beehive. [1]
"You b***h, you'll regret this." Divya's voice sounded like thunder in the dead silent room.
Visha scoffed at her, "Oh yeah? Make me." Divya was taken aback at her arrogance. She had already gotten used to people cowering in fear, or trying to gain her favor ever since she lied about being related to Dhira. She pulled up her hand to return Visha's 'debt', but Visha caught her hand mid way.
"In your dreams. I'm not one of your minions who'll take your abuse quietly." Visha said as she threw her hand away. Divya lost her balance in her heels and almost fell flat on her face due to the extreme force Visha had used. Before she could say anything else there was a knock on the door. The door was wide open and a powerful, suppressing aura emanated from the girl standing there. It was Dhira! She had her usual cold void expression as she casually strolled in and everyone felt suppressed by her presence. Was it just their imagination or was it more suppressing today than ever, as if she was angry. They had their doubts but none of them had the courage to even look up to notice the smile that suddenly appeared on her face. She turned to look at Divya who seemed glued to her spot and let out a small laugh.
"It was the finale. So I just thought to come over and wish my little sister luck."
Everyone instinctively turned to Divya as she was too shocked to say anything. Dhira already knew about the lie she had cooked up, then why was she here now. Divya didn't understand why she was here, she had already sent out the Chanel perfume range she had promised her back then. Was she really here to support her lie? Maybe she had finally entered Dhira's good books by sending that perfume range she had promised. Maybe Dhira felt grateful and came to return the favor.
With Dhira personally showing up here, the rumor would finally have some concrete proof. She smiled and walked towards Dhira. An immense pressure built upon her that almost made her feel as if she was buried underground. The closer she got the more intense the feeling became but she continued anyway. She had to do this just once and her social life for the years to come will become amazing.
Dhira simply ignored her outstretched hand as she passed by her. Other girls looked at this in shock and Divya felt like she had been slapped in the face again. She turned around to see where Dhira was going. Her eyes widened and sweat beads formed on her forehead when Dhira stopped in front of Visha. There was a warm smile on her face that no one had ever seen before. She held out her hand and patted Visha's head affectionately. No one had ever thought of seeing so many miracles in a day. Dhira was not only smiling but even made an affectionate gesture to someone. Didn't she just say she was here to support her sister! Then was Visha the one she was talking about and not Divya. Their mouths hung open in shock as this realisation struck them. Divya felt as if the ground beneath her had shifted.
"Do your best, Pup! And this is for you." she pulled out a small box from her bag and handed it to Visha. She excitedly opened the box and saw a pendant with a heart shaped light pink stone in the middle. She gasped in amazement and hugged Dhira immediately.
"I love it, Big Sis. It goes perfectly with my outfit."
"I know, I was the one who selected tonight's dress for you."
Visha nodded excitedly and replaced the red stone pendant around her neck with the one Dhira had brought. She turned to face Dhira so she could give her opinion. Dhira made an OK gesture with her hand.
"Oh and I have something else for after the competition too."
Dhira left after giving her a few more instructions and told her to be careful as well since she had been targeted before during the competition. Visha nodded and told her that she will be perfectly fine and alert. Before leaving Dhira gave Divya a smug smile as if saying she had a lot more to come. Once she left everyone stared at Divya in ridicule. She was going around so proudly saying she was Dhira's sibling when in fact it was Visha who was Dhira's sister. And they seemed very close too.
"Oh my God! Visha is Dhira's sister! The real one had been so modest while a fake one went around making all the noise."
"Who would've thought Divya could be stupid enough to cook up such a lie. Don't tell me she actually thought, she could keep this lie going."
"It sounds so ridiculous though. This wasn't something that could be kept hidden. What if Dhira had found out before this got cleared up on its own?"
"She's lucky that it didn't happen. Who knows what she would have done to an imposter?"
[1] - deliberately attracting trouble.
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Divya looked up enraged. Her eyes appeared bloodshot as her gaze was shooting arrows at Visha who stood there unaffected. The burning sensation and pain in her cheek refused to die down. It had now become red and swollen. Everyone stared at Visha in disbelief. Was she not aware of Divya's identity? After all, Divya had the power to bring her entire college life crumbling down. Dhira was the most powerful personality in the entire college. She was rich with political backing and even the the Dean of the college wouldn't dare to go against her. Even though they were envious of Visha, they couldn't help feeling pity for her. She had no idea that she just put her hands in a beehive. [1]
"You b***h, you'll regret this." Divya's voice sounded like thunder in the dead silent room.
Visha scoffed at her, "Oh yeah? Make me." Divya was taken aback at her arrogance. She had already gotten used to people cowering in fear, or trying to gain her favor ever since she lied about being related to Dhira. She pulled up her hand to return Visha's 'debt', but Visha caught her hand mid way.
"In your dreams. I'm not one of your minions who'll take your abuse quietly." Visha said as she threw her hand away. Divya lost her balance in her heels and almost fell flat on her face due to the extreme force Visha had used. Before she could say anything else there was a knock on the door. The door was wide open and a powerful, suppressing aura emanated from the girl standing there. It was Dhira! She had her usual cold void expression as she casually strolled in and everyone felt suppressed by her presence. Was it just their imagination or was it more suppressing today than ever, as if she was angry. They had their doubts but none of them had the courage to even look up to notice the smile that suddenly appeared on her face. She turned to look at Divya who seemed glued to her spot and let out a small laugh.
"It was the finale. So I just thought to come over and wish my little sister luck."
Everyone instinctively turned to Divya as she was too shocked to say anything. Dhira already knew about the lie she had cooked up, then why was she here now. Divya didn't understand why she was here, she had already sent out the Chanel perfume range she had promised her back then. Was she really here to support her lie? Maybe she had finally entered Dhira's good books by sending that perfume range she had promised. Maybe Dhira felt grateful and came to return the favor.
With Dhira personally showing up here, the rumor would finally have some concrete proof. She smiled and walked towards Dhira. An immense pressure built upon her that almost made her feel as if she was buried underground. The closer she got the more intense the feeling became but she continued anyway. She had to do this just once and her social life for the years to come will become amazing.
Dhira simply ignored her outstretched hand as she passed by her. Other girls looked at this in shock and Divya felt like she had been slapped in the face again. She turned around to see where Dhira was going. Her eyes widened and sweat beads formed on her forehead when Dhira stopped in front of Visha. There was a warm smile on her face that no one had ever seen before. She held out her hand and patted Visha's head affectionately. No one had ever thought of seeing so many miracles in a day. Dhira was not only smiling but even made an affectionate gesture to someone. Didn't she just say she was here to support her sister! Then was Visha the one she was talking about and not Divya. Their mouths hung open in shock as this realisation struck them. Divya felt as if the ground beneath her had shifted.
"Do your best, Pup! And this is for you." she pulled out a small box from her bag and handed it to Visha. She excitedly opened the box and saw a pendant with a heart shaped light pink stone in the middle. She gasped in amazement and hugged Dhira immediately.
"I love it, Big Sis. It goes perfectly with my outfit."
"I know, I was the one who selected tonight's dress for you."
Visha nodded excitedly and replaced the red stone pendant around her neck with the one Dhira had brought. She turned to face Dhira so she could give her opinion. Dhira made an OK gesture with her hand.
"Oh and I have something else for after the competition too."
Dhira left after giving her a few more instructions and told her to be careful as well since she had been targeted before during the competition. Visha nodded and told her that she will be perfectly fine and alert. Before leaving Dhira gave Divya a smug smile as if saying she had a lot more to come. Once she left everyone stared at Divya in ridicule. She was going around so proudly saying she was Dhira's sibling when in fact it was Visha who was Dhira's sister. And they seemed very close too.
"Oh my God! Visha is Dhira's sister! The real one had been so modest while a fake one went around making all the noise."
"Who would've thought Divya could be stupid enough to cook up such a lie. Don't tell me she actually thought, she could keep this lie going."
"It sounds so ridiculous though. This wasn't something that could be kept hidden. What if Dhira had found out before this got cleared up on its own?"
"She's lucky that it didn't happen. Who knows what she would have done to an imposter?"
[1] - deliberately attracting trouble.
Divya looked up enraged. Her eyes appeared bloodshot as her gaze was shooting arrows at Visha who stood there unaffected. The burning sensation and pain in her cheek refused to die down. It had now become red and swollen. Everyone stared at Visha in disbelief. Was she not aware of Divya's identity? After all, Divya had the power to bring her entire college life crumbling down. Dhira was the most powerful personality in the entire college. She was rich with political backing and even the the Dean of the college wouldn't dare to go against her. Even though they were envious of Visha, they couldn't help feeling pity for her. She had no idea that she just put her hands in a beehive. 1 "You b***h, you'll regret this." Divya's voice sounded like thunder in the dead silent room. Visha scoffed at her, "Oh yeah? Make me." Divya was taken aback at her arrogance. She had already gotten used to people cowering in fear, or trying to gain her favor ever since she lied about being related to Dhira. She pulled up her hand to return Visha's 'debt', but Visha caught her hand mid way. "In your dreams. I'm not one of your minions who'll take your abuse quietly." Visha said as she threw her hand away. Divya lost her balance in her heels and almost fell flat on her face due to the extreme force Visha had used. Before she could say anything else there was a knock on the door. The door was wide open and a powerful, suppressing aura emanated from the girl standing there. It was Dhira! She had her usual cold void expression as she casually strolled in and everyone felt suppressed by her presence. Was it just their imagination or was it more suppressing today than ever, as if she was angry. They had their doubts but none of them had the courage to even look up to notice the smile that suddenly appeared on her face. She turned to look at Divya who seemed glued to her spot and let out a small laugh. "It was the finale. So I just thought to come over and wish my little sister luck." Everyone instinctively turned to Divya as she was too shocked to say anything. Dhira already knew about the lie she had cooked up, then why was she here now. Divya didn't understand why she was here, she had already sent out the Chanel perfume range she had promised her back then. Was she really here to support her lie? Maybe she had finally entered Dhira's good books by sending that perfume range she had promised. Maybe Dhira felt grateful and came to return the favor. With Dhira personally showing up here, the rumor would finally have some concrete proof. She smiled and walked towards Dhira. An immense pressure built upon her that almost made her feel as if she was buried underground. The closer she got the more intense the feeling became but she continued anyway. She had to do this just once and her social life for the years to come will become amazing. Dhira simply ignored her outstretched hand as she passed by her. Other girls looked at this in shock and Divya felt like she had been slapped in the face again. She turned around to see where Dhira was going. Her eyes widened and sweat beads formed on her forehead when Dhira stopped in front of Visha. There was a warm smile on her face that no one had ever seen before. She held out her hand and patted Visha's head affectionately. No one had ever thought of seeing so many miracles in a day. Dhira was not only smiling but even made an affectionate gesture to someone. Didn't she just say she was here to support her sister! Then was Visha the one she was talking about and not Divya. Their mouths hung open in shock as this realisation struck them. Divya felt as if the ground beneath her had shifted. "Do your best, Pup! And this is for you." she pulled out a small box from her bag and handed it to Visha. She excitedly opened the box and saw a pendant with a heart shaped light pink stone in the middle. She gasped in amazement and hugged Dhira immediately. "I love it, Big Sis. It goes perfectly with my outfit." "I know, I was the one who selected tonight's dress for you." Visha nodded excitedly and replaced the red stone pendant around her neck with the one Dhira had brought. She turned to face Dhira so she could give her opinion. Dhira made an OK gesture with her hand. "Oh and I have something else for after the competition too." Dhira left after giving her a few more instructions and told her to be careful as well since she had been targeted before during the competition. Visha nodded and told her that she will be perfectly fine and alert. Before leaving Dhira gave Divya a smug smile as if saying she had a lot more to come. Once she left everyone stared at Divya in ridicule. She was going around so proudly saying she was Dhira's sibling when in fact it was Visha who was Dhira's sister. And they seemed very close too. "Oh my God! Visha is Dhira's sister! The real one had been so modest while a fake one went around making all the noise." "Who would've thought Divya could be stupid enough to cook up such a lie. Don't tell me she actually thought, she could keep this lie going." "It sounds so ridiculous though. This wasn't something that could be kept hidden. What if Dhira had found out before this got cleared up on its own?" "She's lucky that it didn't happen. Who knows what she would have done to an imposter?" 1 - deliberately attracting trouble.
