Amrutha's breath stuck in her throat with fear. After a few seconds, she slowly opened her one eye anxiously. Everyone started clapping aloud then she understood there was no bullet fired from the barrel.
" It's your turn Lokesh. Will you accept the challenge like a brave man even though you know the bullet is waiting for you? " Dhruv questioned and threw the revolver at his feet.
Lokesh was fuming in anger while clenching his fist tightly as everyone started laughing at him. On the other side, he was terrified to use the revolver because if he fired at himself, he might die. He felt insulted in front of the villagers.
Meanwhile, Amrutha ran towards Dhruv and hugged him tightly as her life depended on him. She started crying on his chest without bothering people noticing them. Just she wanted to feel his presence close to her.
" Are you a fool? What if anything happens to you? Do you know how much I am scared? " she was bombarded with questions.
