Anokhi meets Shweta.

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As Anant moved closer, Anokhi started backing away and said, "No, please don't. Call the doctor who bandaged me. I'll let only her do it. Please, please," she pleaded, crying to Anant.

She realized that Anant was a crazy psycho. His touch made Anokhi feel utterly repulsed.

Hearing her words, Anant smiled and brought his face close to hers, saying, "Alright, I'll call that doctor, but first, you have to say my name—just like before, call me Anant Ji."

Listening to his psychotic demand, Anokhi's crying intensified. The next moment, Anant's expression changed once again.

He screamed, "Say my name!"

Anokhi shivered with fear and closed her eyes as she said, "Anant Ji."

Hearing Anokhi call him "Anant Ji," Anant burst into loud laughter. He felt immense joy hearing his name from Anokhi's lips, while she was screaming inside. Only she knew how she managed to utter those two words from her throat.

Anant left the room, and after a while, the female doctor who had treated Anokhi arrived. She started reapplying the bandage.

Anokhi spoke to the female doctor, "Doctor, doctor, these people have brought me here by force. Please, please help me escape from here."

The doctor glanced at Anokhi and silently continued with the bandaging. Then, holding her face, she said, "Girl, once a girl comes to this place, she can never leave again. But you are different. Anant Sethi is giving you attention as if you are the most precious thing in the world to him. Usually, an ordinary girl can never leave this place once she arrives, but you are special. So, stop thinking about leaving and accept your fate." After saying this, she pushed Anokhi's face away and got up from the bed.

Anokhi immediately asked her, "What kind of place is this?"

The doctor turned around, looked at Anokhi, and smiled as she said, "This is the place where the honor of every girl here is auctioned off every night. This is the place where girls have no dignity. Since you are a girl, you must already know what kind of place this is."

Hearing the doctor’s words, Anokhi's eyes widened in shock. She understood what kind of place this was. She clutched the pallu of her sari tightly and buried her face in her knees.

The doctor saw her crying for a moment, then left the room, and the man standing outside closed the door.

Anokhi, still with her head buried in her knees, cried to herself, "Where are you, Rishabh Ji? How are you? Are you alright, Rishabh Ji? My heart is sinking with worry, wondering how you are. My heart tells me that you are fine, you must be fine. Because you promised me that you would never leave me. But I left you. I left you and went away, that's why all this happened."

"Then why did you leave me? Why did you go away from me? How many times have I told you, Cupcake, not to go far from me, to always stay close to me."

Suddenly, Anokhi heard Rishabh's voice in the room. She raised her face in shock and looked around, only to find Rishabh standing near the window, smiling at her.

“Rishabh Ji,” Anokhi said as she got up and started walking toward him, but Rishabh shook his head and said with a smile, "I am not real. Your Rishabh Ji is still in Mumbai. I am the Rishabh who resides in your heart."

“Rishabh Ji, I want to come to you. Please take me away from here,” Anokhi said, crying. The shadow of Rishabh then said, "Yes, I will take you away from here, but I am very upset with you. Cupcake, how many times have I told you never to let yourself be weak, and you promised me that you would never be weak, never give up. Will you keep crying like this until I come here? Look at what that Anant Sethi has done, not just to you but to so many girls' lives. Anokhi, the time has come for the end of Anant Sethi, and you will be his doom. You will have to stand up, not just for yourself, but for all these girls. Perhaps God wants it this way."

“I can't do it without you. I need you, I can't do anything without you,” Anokhi said with a choked voice. Rishabh placed his hand on her heart and said, "Yes, but I am always here, inside you, as your strength. You are never alone. Remember, this Rakshas Shergill will never leave you, alright?"

"Hmmm," Anokhi nodded her head in agreement. Rishabh kissed her forehead, and Anokhi closed her eyes.

At that moment, the sound of the door opening was heard, and the sound woke Anokhi up. She looked around and saw that she was still on the bed and had fallen asleep sitting there.

She saw a girl entering with some clothes in her hands. The girl approached the bed and placed the clothes on it.

When Anokhi looked at the girl, her eyes widened in surprise, and she uttered, "Swati Didi."

Hearing the name "Swati" from Anokhi's mouth, Shweta was stunned. She glanced at Anokhi and quickly moved towards the door. Just as she was about to close the door, the men standing outside began to watch her.

Without showing any emotion, Shweta said, “I’m going to change clothes. Do you intend to watch me change too? Don’t forget, she is Anant Sethi’s special one. If you so much as glance at her, Anant Sethi will bury you alive.”

One of the men responded, “You’ve been told to take care of this girl, so don’t run your mouth too much, got it? While we may not harm this girl, we can certainly make your life miserable. So just do as you’re told.”

This time, Shweta said nothing and closed the door. By then, Anokhi had gotten off the bed and walked towards her.

Before Anokhi could say anything, Shweta gestured for her to stay quiet and quickly went to close the window as well.

Holding Anokhi's hand, Shweta led her back to the bed, seated her, and anxiously said, “Swati, you mentioned Swami’s name.”

After closely observing Shweta's voice and face, Anokhi realized that she wasn’t Swati. As soon as the thought of Swati’s sister came to her, she widened her eyes and exclaimed, “You—you are Swati Didi’s sister, Shweta Didi, and Shwet’s mother!”

Hearing the mention of her sister and son, Shweta was both surprised and emotional, but she still couldn’t understand how Anokhi knew all this.

“How do you know all this? Who are you? How do you know about them and me?”

“I am Anokhi,” Anokhi said and then proceeded to tell Shweta everything from meeting Swati and Shwet to the present moment.

As Shweta listened to Anokhi talk about Swati and Shwet, tears welled up in her eyes, and she sat down on the bed. Anokhi placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and said, “But what are you doing here? Why aren’t you with them? They think you’re dead.”

Looking at Anokhi, Shweta replied, “It’s a good thing they believe I’m dead. I’m stuck in this quagmire, and I don’t want any of its filth to splash onto my sister and my son. Knowing that they are safe and sound is enough for me.”

“That’s not true; they need you. Swati Didi needs you. You have to leave here for them,” Anokhi said, trying to convince her.

Hearing this, Shweta smiled bitterly and said, “Leaving this place is impossible for any girl, Anokhi. Anyone who comes here gets trapped in this cage, and those who try to escape meet such a gruesome end that even those who hear about it shudder.”

But Anokhi, looking at her with determination, said, “If we show a little courage, Shweta Didi, anything is possible. My Rishabh Ji says that if you even slightly bow to fear, fear will conquer you. That’s why you should never be afraid and never lose hope. I will leave this place, and I will take you all out of this mire with me.”

Seeing her speak with such confidence, Shweta asked, “How? How will you leave? Anant Sethi is completely obsessed with you. He’ll destroy everyone but won’t let you go.”

Hearing Shweta’s words, Anokhi fell silent, as if something was going on in her mind. After a moment of contemplation, a sparkle appeared in her eyes and confidence on her face.

She looked at Shweta and said, “Anant Sethi is infatuated with my beauty, right? Then my beauty will be his downfall, and that’s a promise from Anokhi Rishabh Shergill. Rishabh Ji said that I am his doom, so if Anant Sethi and Kalindi can enjoy watching the honor of girls being auctioned, then all of Kolkata will watch the spectacle of their death.”

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