“Come to my place, Rohan. We have made lots of plans. This year, your birthday night will be a memorable one.” Ishita cut the call.

She went to the kitchen to prepare the Biryani. Then, she took the last ingredient she had secretly kept aside from the other mandatory ingredients, for she had waited five years for this day to execute her plan.

“Welcome to hell,” she hissed as she added a few drops from the bottle to her deliciously cooked Biryani, to give her revenge the much-awaited success.

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