Roshni struggled to free herself from the ropes that bound her, her wrists straining against the coarse fibers 🌿. But Ayan's attention was focused on Rocky, his eyes blazing with a fierce determination 🔥.
Ayan slowly began to lower himself to the ground, his knees bending in a deliberate motion 🙏. The sound of shattering glass still echoed in the air, and Ayan knew he had to act fast ⏱️.
With a deep breath, Ayan started to crawl forward, his hands and knees making contact with the jagged glass shards 🤕. He winced in pain, but his eyes remained fixed on Rocky, his jaw set in a fierce resolve 💪.
Rocky's eyes widened in surprise, his grin faltering for a moment 😮. "You're crazy," he spat, his voice dripping with venom 🐍.
But Ayan didn't flinch, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity 🔥. He kept moving forward, his body inching closer to Rocky with every passing moment ⏱️.
Roshni's eyes were fixed on Ayan, her heart pounding with fear and admiration 🙏. She knew Ayan was risking everything to save her, and she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of gratitude 🙏.
Roshni's slender frame shook with uncontrollable sobs, her voice hoarse from screaming 🗣️. "No, Mahir, stop! You can't do this!" she pleaded, her eyes fixed on Ayan's determined face 🙅♀️.
Tears streamed down her face as she begged Ayan to reconsider, her mind racing with fear and desperation 🤯. But Ayan's focus remained fixed on Rocky, his jaw set in a fierce resolve 💪.
Roshni's thoughts were a jumbled mess of confusion and terror 🌪️. Why was Rocky calling Ayan "Mahir"? And what did he want from them? 🤔
But Roshni's concerns were pushed aside as she watched Ayan inch closer to Rocky, his eyes locked onto the knife in Rocky's hand 🔪. Ayan's face was a mask of pain, his eyes flashing with a deep-seated agony 🤕.
Despite his own suffering, Ayan's thoughts were consumed by a single goal: to save Roshni 🌟. He snatched the knife from Rocky's grasp and pressed it against Rocky's throat 🗡️.
"Nobody move," Ayan warned, his voice cold and detached 🚫. "I'll kill him if anyone takes a step closer."
But Rocky's eyes gleamed with malice as he snatched the knife back from Ayan 🔪. "Kill him," he spat, his voice dripping with venom 🐍.
Roshni's voice was a desperate plea as she begged the men not to harm Ayan 🙅♀️. "No, please don't touch him!" she cried, her eyes fixed on Ayan's face 🙏.
But it was too late. One of the men lunged at Ayan, knife in hand 🔪. Roshni's eyes widened in horror as she realized what was happening 🤯.
In a desperate bid to save Ayan, Roshni suddenly appeared before him, her eyes wide with fear 🙅♀️. In a heart-stopping moment, the knife plunged into her side, and she felt a searing pain 🔪.
Ayan's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Roshni's wounded form 🤯. He felt as if his world had come crashing down around him, his mind reeling with a sense of desperation and despair 🌪️.
Time seemed to slow down as Ayan's gaze locked onto Roshni's, his heart pounding with fear and anxiety 💔. He felt as if he was trapped in a nightmare from which he couldn't awaken 😱.
Roshni's eyes fluttered closed, her body swaying precariously as she struggled to stay upright 🌫️. Ayan's instincts kicked in, and he lunged forward, catching Roshni in his arms as she collapsed.
"No, Roshni, no!" Ayan whispered, his voice trembling with fear and desperation 🗣️. He felt as if his heart was shattering into a million pieces, his world crumbling around him 💔.
As he held Roshni's limp form in his arms, Ayan knew he had to act fast ⏱️. He had to save Roshni, no matter what the cost 🤑.