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What should have been the joyful start of a new life ended in death and deception in the hills of Shillong, India. On May 20, businessman Raja Raghuvanshi arrived in the scenic city for his honeymoon with his new wife, Sonam Raghuvanshi. Days later, he was found dead, his body decomposing in a remote canyon—stripped of identification, wedding ring, and life.

Initially, police suspected Raj Kushwaha, Sonam’s alleged lover. But deeper investigation revealed something far darker: Sonam herself was the mastermind. Authorities say she manipulated Raj with false promises of love and recruited three accomplices—Vishal Singh, Anand Kurmi, and Akash Rajput—offering financial rewards for Raja’s murder.

Sonam tracked Raja’s location, guiding the killers. He was likely ambushed and pushed into the gorge between May 23–24. Afterward, Raj returned to Indore expecting to reunite with Sonam—only to be betrayed again. She was secretly involved with a third man and planned to eliminate Raj too

Phone records led to Sonam’s arrest on June 8, where she confessed. The case has stunned India, exposing a horrifying tale of love, greed, and ruthless manipulation beneath a sacred vow

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