A Fake Scheme #1

A Fake Scheme #1

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Three people who are best friends from childhood end up in a deadly triangle and everyone has their scheme to break that triangle but never expected the turn of events in their lives. Join the journey of their schemes and the result which was never expected by any of them. Prathap, a 28-year-old who recently started to follow his dreams instead of the path laid before his way has been in a one-sided love with his best friend as fas as he remembers who in turn is in one-sided love with their other best friend. He never gave up but then the day he felt everything is going to end gave a new problem which he never expected but that was the result of the schemes he plotted long back for his love.

Chapter 1 Prologue

"Why are you both drinking like this when it is my engagement party?" Shrishti asked looking at her two best friends Vikranth and Prathap.

"How can you just marry someone you met recently?" Prathap asked looking at her with drowsy eyes while Vikranth laughed.

"It is not that difficult to marry someone you don't know, Prathap." Vikranth confirmed while taking out his phone and called someone.

Shrishti sighed sitting back but got startled with her phone ringing and found it is her Dad who finally decided to call her after being mad for the past one month.

"I need to leave guys. My Dad wants to meet me. Did you call someone to pick you guys?" she asked looking at Vikranth who gave a nod while still drinking another glass.

She gazed at him one last time before leaving the place while trying to push back the feelings that are trying to come out.

"Are you okay?" Prathap opened his eyes hearing someone's voice and found Vikranth being supported by his wife while another person is shaking him.

"Yeah!" he mumbled shifting and sat properly only to slip.

"Anitha! Help him to the car. We will drop him as his place." Vikranth's wife commented and Prathap found himself being shifted a bit and leaned over someone.

"I will take a cab from here. It is better if you guys leave early. His condition doesn't look good." He felt someone's voice near his face and continued to walk as the person dragging him.

He passed the key when asked about it and walked into his house before reaching the bedroom and fell on his bed.

He never expected he would wake up the next day with someone shouting his name, "Prathap!"

"What is it?" He asked turning a bit and felt someone in his arms.

He opened his eyes to meet his Dad's furious eyes and glanced at his side and found a pair of eyes looking at him in shock. What is going on here?

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