🖤 The Monster Inside Me 🖤 - Chapter 1 [“He thought he was a monster—until she looked into his darkness and chose to stay.”]

 Chapter 1: The Night We Met

It was raining the kind of rain that makes the sky feel heavy with secrets.

Aditi Sharma yawned as she poured herself the third cup of black coffee that night. The power in her small Bandra apartment had flickered twice already. Her laptop screen glowed against the darkness, displaying the latest assignment from R&R Publishing — a half-recorded audio file from the elusive Aditya Kapoor.

The voice in the file was low, gravelly, almost lifeless.

“He stood there… watching the blood soak through his hands. Not knowing if it was real or imagined.”

She paused the recording.

“This isn’t a novel,” she whispered to herself, goosebumps prickling her skin. “It’s a confession.”

Everyone in the literary world knew Aditya Kapoor. The reclusive genius who disappeared from the public eye five years ago after his sixth book hit number one on every bestseller list. Rumors said he had a mental breakdown. Others whispered about a tragic accident. No one knew for sure.

And now, here he was—talking to her, or rather, into a recorder—with his broken truths disguised as fiction.

Aditi, always the cynic, found herself oddly... captivated.

The next morning, she sent a detailed email to R&R:

“Requesting direct contact with Mr. Kapoor. The manuscript requires contextual clarity. This is not standard fiction.”

The reply came an hour later:

“He doesn’t meet editors. Ever. Work with what you have.”

Aditi rolled her eyes, slammed her mug down, and sent another message—this time, directly to Aditya Kapoor’s listed email.

“You don’t know me. But I think you want to be heard. Not just edited. Let me help. Not as your editor, but as someone who understands what it means to fight your own mind every night.”

She didn’t expect a reply.

She definitely didn’t expect him at her doorstep.

It was midnight. The rain hadn’t stopped.

Aditi opened the door and froze.

There he was.

Aditya Kapoor.

Real. Drenched. Eyes hollow. Hair unkempt. Wearing a faded black hoodie and jeans.

“There’s a monster under my bed,” he said, voice barely above a whisper.
“And I think it’s me.”

Aditi didn’t speak. She simply stepped aside, letting him in.

Inside her tiny flat, Aditya stood awkwardly, dripping on the floor.

“I don’t know why I came,” he said. “But when I read your message… I felt like maybe… you could hear it. The screaming.”

She handed him a towel and a dry T-shirt she assumed once belonged to her ex.

“Let’s start with something simple,” she said. “What scares you more — the monster or the silence?”

He looked at her, really looked — and for a second, the mask slipped.

“The silence,” he admitted. “Because that’s when it whispers back.”

And just like that, the story began — not with romance, not with destiny, but with recognition. Two broken pieces meeting at the jagged edges.

He didn’t smile. Neither did she.

But for the first time in years, Aditya Kapoor felt the monster inside him… pause.



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Please find whole story link below,

Chapter 1 - https://kvs302.blogspot.com/2025/07/monster-inside-me-chapter-1.html
Chapter 2 - https://kvs302.blogspot.com/2025/07/monster-inside-me-chapter-2.html
Chapter 3 - https://kvs302.blogspot.com/2025/07/monster-inside-me-chapter-3.html
Chapter 4 - https://kvs302.blogspot.com/2025/07/monster-inside-me-chapter-4.html
Chapter 5 - https://kvs302.blogspot.com/2025/07/monster-inside-me-chapter-5-second-last.html

Chapter 6 - https://kvs302.blogspot.com/2025/07/monster-inside-me-chapter-6-last.html 

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