Ashvi had been living with the Rajput family for five days now. She had started to feel comfortable with them and even laughed a little. The family took great care of her, and Prisha had learned the truth about Ashvi's past. Prisha felt terrible for Ashvi and understood why she was so hurt. She also learned about Arya's situation and was angry at first, but then realized she would have done the same in Arya's shoes. Prisha felt bad for Arya too, who had been used by her so called brother and father
Prisha sat next to Ashvi in her room, eager to take her out for a walk. "Dii, let's go for a walk and we'll take Arya bhabhi with us," Prisha suggested. But Ashvi denied, "No, Prisha, I'm not feeling like going. You can go with Arya." Prisha begged, "Please, dii, let's go! It's beautiful outside, and you'll feel better. We'll take a short walk, just around the block." .
After so much request from Prisha and seeing her sad face, Ashvi said
"Okey "
Ashvi finally agreed, and Prisha's face lit up with a smile. Thats what The family wanted to keep Ashvi happy, so they tried to talk to her about happy things . And they try their best to keep her happy always
And Keep her with people as much as possible and out of her room so that she doesn't stay alone in her room thinking about her past.....
Prisha bounced out of Ashvi's room, her face radiating excitement. "I'll call Bhabhi and bring her along! If you want to change, dii, now's the time. We'll head to the nearby garden and even treat ourselves to ice cream!" She flitted down the hallway, her footsteps light and carefree, her ponytail bouncing with each step.
As she turned a corner, she collided with Yuvaan, her brother, and let out a playful "Huhhh, bhaii, watch where you're going!" She rubbed her forehead, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Yuvaan glared at playfully slapped her forehead again, teasing her. "You're the one who wasn't watching...
Prisha rolled her eyes, feigning annoyance, and rubbed her forehead once more. Yuvaan's eyes twinkled with mischief as he asked, "By the way, where were you flying off to with such a happy face, like a butterfly without wings?"
He snaked his arm around her neck,
Prisha giggled and pinched his waist, giving him a light elbow in the stomach. "Me, Bhabhi, and Ashvi dii are going out for a walk!" she said happily, her eyes shining with excitement. She wriggled out of his grasp,...
Yuvaan looked at Prisha with a hopeful expression. "Take me with you guys," he asked, his voice laced with a hint of longing. Prisha gazed at him with a mischievous smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Want to spend time with dii, I mean, my soon-to-be bhabhi?" she teased, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Yuvaan nodded his head, his smile unwavering. "It's finial I'll go with you guys. Anyway, we don't know about Vivek's intentions. You guys will also be safe with me along." His expression turned serious, his eyes clouding with concern. "I can say with full confidence that he too would be thinking of attacking us and our family, including Ashvi, in a fit of rage. So, take full care of everyone's safety ."
Prisha's smile softened, her eyes filled with understanding. "I know, bhaii. Earlier, you didn't let me go out without security, and now, even more security guards accompany everyone who leaves the house. We don't need to fear that monster Vivek; you just catch him quickly." Her voice dripped with hatred for Vivek, and her eyes flashed with anger. "I know he's not sitting quietly; something must be brewing in his mind."
Yuvaan nodded in agreement, his expression serious. "The search to apprehend him is on, and he'll soon be in our custody." Prisha smiled, seemingly satisfied with the response, and turned to leave. However, Yuvaan stepped in front of her, his eyes gleaming with determination. "I'm coming with you guys, with the guards, for your safety."
Prisha's eyes sparkled with mischief as she folded her arms across her chest. "Just say it straight, bhaii - you want to spend time with Ashvi, and that's why you want to go out with us." Her smile teased him, and Yuvaan's face turned slightly red as he glared at her. He nodded his head in admission, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yes, kiddo," he said, using her funny nickname, his voice laced with affection. "I want to spend time with Ashvi, and I want to make sure you guys are safe."
Prisha's eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed on Yuvaan with a mock glare. "Bhaii, stop calling me that!" she protested, her voice laced with annoyance. But Yuvaan just chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "What, kiddo?" he teased, his smile widening as he snaked his arm around her neck and pulled her close.
Prisha rolled her eyes, her face flushing with embarrassment. "I'm not a kid anymore, I'm 19 years old!" she reminded him, trying to sound stern but failing miserably. Yuvaan just laughed, and he hold her hand
"Let's go bhabhi room to call her "
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It was 3:00 in the evening, and Shreyansh walked into the house, his eyes scanning the room with a sense of purpose. He had come home early from the office, seeking some files for an evening meeting. Arya watched him, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions - hurt, longing, and confusion. For the past 10 days, Shreyansh had been ignoring her, treating her as if she were invisible. The silence was deafening, and Arya's heart ached with each passing day.
Despite her efforts to convince herself that this was what she wanted - distance from Shreyansh - the pain was palpable. Moreover, she had discovered that their divorce papers were ready, but Shreyansh hadn't handed them over for her signature. This added to her distress. Summoning her courage, Arya approached Shreyansh, standing resolutely in front of him. But he didn't even flinch, his eyes fixed on some distant point. He seemed to be avoiding her gaze, his expression cold and detached.
As he turned to leave, Arya's hand shot out, grasping his arm. "I want to ask you something," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Shreyansh's response was curt, his voice devoid of emotion. "Ask." He didn't even turn to face her, his gaze fixed on the floor, his body language screaming disinterest. Arya's heart sank, the rejection stinging like a fresh wound.
Arya's voice was laced with a mix of emotions - hurt, guilt, and determination - as she asked, "Our divorce papers were ready, right? Where are those papers?" Shreyansh's eyes darkened, his gaze piercing through her like a dagger. He took a step closer, his movements menacing, causing Arya to retreat backward. The anger in his eyes was palpable, his tone dangerous.
"You're too quick to leave me," he spat, his words laced with venom. Arya averted her gaze, her voice barely audible. "It's good for you." Shreyansh's chuckle was mirthless, his eyes blazing with a mix of sadness and anger. He caged her between himself and the wall, his arms trapping her. "Yes, it's good for me. Because a stone-hearted girl like you doesn't deserve me. Your heart is heartless, devoid of feelings for anyone. I've started hating myself for loving you."
His words were laced with pure hate, but his eyes betrayed the pain he was trying to conceal. Tears welled up, but he suppressed them, his voice cracking. "You heard me right; I used to love you, but now I hate you. I fucking hate you." The words were a dagger to Arya's heart, each one piercing her soul. She stood frozen, her face a mask of emotionless stone, as Shreyansh's words ravaged her inner self.
"Don't worry, I'll give you a divorce soon. Just let Vivek catch hold of me once. After that, I won't keep you with me even for a moment. Our paths will separate, and I'll set you free from me." His voice was heavy with pain, his eyes pleading for remorse.
" till then Remember the things you did to me. Despite that, I loved you immensely. But you don't value my love or anyone else's, except your own selfishness." Each word was a slap to Arya's soul, leaving her raw and bleeding.
Time seemed to freeze as they stood there, locked in a tense embrace. Shreyansh's arms encircled Arya's waist, his fingers digging into her skin as if holding onto her for dear life. Arya's back was pressed against the wall, her body trapped between the cold surface and Shreyansh's warm, yet rigid, form. His eyes blazed with a mix of anger, pain, and longing, their gazes locked in a silent standoff. Arya's face was a mask of emotional control, but her eyes betrayed her inner turmoil, her soul screaming in silence....
As they stood frozen, their faces inches apart, the tension between Shreyansh and Arya was palpable. Their eyes locked in a passionate gaze, the pain and longing evident in their expressions. It seemed as if time had stood still, and they were oblivious to their surroundings. Yuvaan's sudden interruption broke the spell, his hand covering Prisha's eyes. "We both didn't see anything, we are owls, we can't see anything during the day!" he exclaimed, his voice loud and playful.
Prisha giggled, and Shreyansh slowly backed away from Arya, his eyes never leaving hers. Arya's face flushed, and she pushed him slightly, creating distance between them. "Can we open our eyes now? Is your romance over?" Prisha teased, her voice laced with mischief. Yuvaan chuckled and removed his hand from her eyes, earning a glare from Prisha. "Don't pay attention to all these things, kiddo," he said, ruffling her hair.
Prisha's eyes narrowed, and she pulled his hair, warning him, "I'm not a kid, stop calling me that!" Yuvaan smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "You are a kid," he said, removing her fingers from his hair. Prisha's face reddened, and she threatened, "If you call me that again, I'll shave your head bald!"
Just then, Shreyansh's voice intervened, "Stop fighting, you both, and tell me what you're doing here." Prisha and Yuvaan exchanged a sheepish glance, remembering their purpose. Prisha approached Arya, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "We're going out for a walk and thought of taking , Bhabhi with us . Ashvi dii is also coming with us; I persuaded her with great difficulty. Please come, we'll be back home soon."
Arya's expression softened, and she hesitated, her eyes darting towards Shreyansh. "I don't feel like going anywhere, please," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Prisha's face fell, but she persisted, her voice laced with persuasion. "Please, Bhabhi, it'll be fun! We'll take a short walk, and Ashvi dii needs some fresh air. Come on, it'll be good for you too!"
Arya cannot do anything in front of Prisha's request and she gets ready to go with them
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In the serene garden, surrounded by security personnel, the four of them lounged on a vibrant mat, savoring the gentle breeze and the warmth of the sun. Prisha had thoughtfully prepared a mini picnic, complete with an assortment of delectable food items, including pizza. As she offered slices to Ashvi and Arya, her eyes sparkled with excitement. Arya eagerly accepted her slice, while Ashvi carefully selected hers, her gaze fixed on pizza slice
Yuvaan, sitting beside Ashvi, surprised the group by gently removing the tomatoes from Ashvi's pizza slice. Arya's eyes widened in astonishment, "What are you doing, Yuvaan?" she asked, her voice laced with surprise and a hint of amusement. Yuvaan's smile was gentle and knowing, "Just removing the tomatoes, Ashvi doesn't like them." His eyes met Ashvi's, and she kept looking at him in super, her gaze never leaving his face, her expression a mix of wonder and gratitude.
Arya's curiosity was piqued, "But Ashvi, I've seen you devour tomato recipes countless times," she said, her brow furrowed in confusion, her voice laced with a hint of playfulness. Ashvi's response was soft and introspective, "I used to eat them, but I don't like tomatoes." Her voice was barely above a whisper, her eyes still fixed on Yuvaan, her expression a picture of vulnerability.
""how do you know"? She couldn't help but asked
Yuvaan's smile was warm and understanding, "I've known since college days that you don't like tomatoes," he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners, his voice filled with a deep affection. Ashvi's eyes widened, her face a picture of shock and wonder, her lips parted slightly as if to ask a question, but no words came out. She bit her lip, her gaze fixed on Yuvaan, her expression a mix of amazement and gratitude.
" take it " Yuvaan pass the tomatoes free Pizza slice to her
As Ashvi took a bite of the tomato-free pizza, her eyes never left Yuvaan's face,
""Thank you " she said in soft voice

As they basked in the joy of each other's company, their laughter and jokes filling the air, Prisha suddenly exclaimed, "Let's capture this moment forever! Say cheese, everyone!" She held up her phone, and the four friends leaned in, their faces beaming with happiness. "1, 2, 3... cheese!" Prisha counted down, and the camera clicked, freezing the moment in time.
As they pulled back, Yuvaan's arm instinctively wrapped around Ashvi's shoulders, pulling her close in a gentle embrace. Ashvi's eyes met Yuvaan's, and she looked at him , Yuvaan realized what he did
Because of this he took his hand and murmured
" sorry "
feeling a flutter in his heart. Yuvaan's eyes crinkled at the corners as he moved back a little , but his gaze holding a warmth that made Ashvi's heart skip a beat.
As Ashvi and Yuvaan gazed into each other's eyes, the air was filled with tension , yuvaan heart was beating so fast . Prisha and Arya watched with love-filled eyes, hoping that both of them would finally reunite soon . But they knew that Ashvi's past trauma would not be easily overcome, and that Yuvaan's love and faith would be tested.
Just then, Arya's phone buzzed with an urgent message, her eyes widening in shock as she read the words. Her face paled, and she looked at her three person who's were sitting in front of her with hesitation. "I have some important work to attend to, I must go," she said abruptly, her voice laced with a hint of anxiety.
The group looked at her in surprise, Yuvaan immediately rising to his feet. "Let me come with you," he offered, his eyes filled with worry. But Arya shook her head, her voice firm. "No, I need to handle this alone. You stay with Ashvi and prisha, I'll meet you all later."
Prisha's eyes pleaded with Arya to stay, her voice laced with concern. "Please, bhabhi, stay for a little while longer." But Arya's expression was resolute, her eyes apologetic. "I'm sorry, dear, but I must go. Please understand."
As Arya turned to leave, Yuvaan's voice stopped her. "You can't go alone, take the security guard with you." Arya hesitated for a moment, then nodded, her eyes flashing with gratitude. With a brief farewell, she departed, leaving the trio to wonder what had urgent work that had called her away.....
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Arya's restless energy filled the car as she sat in car with burly bodyguards following , her mind racing with a mix of anxiety and determination. She had to escape their watchful eyes, no matter what. "Head towards home," she instructed the driver, her voice firm but laced with a hint of unease.
The bodyguards exchanged skeptical glances, their faces a picture of confusion. "But ma'am, you mentioned urgent work, didn't you?" one of them asked, his tone laced with disbelief. Arya's eyes narrowed, her jaw set in a firm line. "The work is done, now let's go home."
The driver shrugged and turned the car towards her residence, the bodyguards casting occasional suspicious glances her way. As they pulled up to the house, Arya's heart raced with anticipation. She alighted from the car, her eyes scanning the surroundings with a mix of caution and desperation.
The bodyguards parked the car and followed her towards the house, their eyes fixed on her every move. Arya's mind raced with a plan, her heart pounding in her chest. She slipped inside through the front door, her eyes locked on the back door, her escape route. With a deep breath, she made a swift exit, her feet barely making a sound on the floor.
Once outside, she quickened her pace, her eyes darting around the deserted streets, her heart still racing with excitement and fear. She had managed to evade her protectors, but for how long? The darkness seemed to swallow her whole, her footsteps echoing off the silent streets.
It was getting dark a little bit now and she was walking on the road,...
"" Was it really not a coincidence that my mother died? Who is this person messaging me saying that my mother was also murdered and he knows my mother's murderer?" She thought
"I have to meet him. I have to find out my mother's murderer if my mother was really murdered." She said in painful voice
As Arya walked down the deserted street, her heart still racing with fear, a car suddenly screeched to a halt beside her. Before she could react, men sprang out of the vehicle, their faces menacing in the fading light. One of them grasped her arm, holding her in a vice-like grip, while another shoved a handkerchief over her nose and mouth. The pungent smell of chloroform filled her senses, making her head spin. Arya struggled, but her limbs felt heavy, her vision blurring. The men's voices grew distant, their words indistinct, as she felt herself being dragged towards the car.
"Mission accomplished, boss," one of them messaged, their voices dripping with malice.
An hour passed, or what felt like an eternity, and Arya's consciousness slowly returned. She was seated in a chair, her wrists and ankles bound by rough ropes, her head throbbing with a dull ache. Her eyes fluttered open, the room around her a hazy blur. Panic set in as she struggled to free herself, but the restraints held firm. Fear coursed through her veins like ice, her mind racing with terrifying thoughts. Where is she? Who were these men? And what did they want from her?....
"is anybody here"She screamed and starts moving here and there trying her best to get free from the rope
But she could not see anyone, she could only see darkness around her there was only a white light falling on her, otherwise the whole room was dark...
" is anybody here , please help " she screamed again and trying hard to come out from rope
Arya's heart raced as she heard footsteps approaching. Fear gripped her, and she held her breath, her eyes fixed on the door. The laughter that followed sent chills down her spine. It was a menacing, evil sound that made her skin crawl. And then, Vivek appeared before her, his smile twisted and cruel.
"You," Arya spat, her voice trembling with hatred.
Vivek's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Yes, me, your dear sister," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He sat down in front of her, his presence making her feel trapped and helpless.
" You monster " Leave me " she screamed looking at him with pure hate
Vivek sneered, "Do people say such things to their own brother?" He pulled out a knife, and Arya's breath caught in her throat. Her eyes blazed with fury and hatred.
"You're a disgusting criminal! You're no brother of mine, you're a monster! You don't deserve to be called someone's brother, husband, or even a human being!" she spat, her voice trembling with rage. Her eyes burned with a fierce intensity, her face red with anger.
Vivek's smile grew wider, seeming to enjoy her distress. The knife glinted in his hand, making Arya's heart race with fear.
Vivek's smile grew wider as he revealed the shocking truth. "You thought I wasn't your brother, but I am, dear sister. We share the same father's blood, but our mothers are different. I'm your half-brother." He spoke with a sneer, his eyes gleaming with malice. The knife in his hand pressed against Arya's chin, making her breath catch. Her eyes widened in horror as she processed this new information.
Arya's mind raced back to her conversation with Ashvi, who had told her that Vivek was not her brother. But now, he claimed otherwise. "You're lying," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Ashvi told me you're not my brother."
Vivek chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Do a DNA test, then. I'll prove it to you." He moved the knife to her neck, and Arya's breath stopped. She felt a searing pain as the blade nicked her skin, and a small trickle of blood flowed out.
The revelation hit her like a ton of bricks. Her father, the man she had loved and respected, had cheated on her mother. The pain and betrayal she felt were overwhelming. "Dad...cheater," she murmured, her voice cracking with emotion. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she realized the extent of her father's monstrosity.
"I shouldn't be shocked to know this because I know how big a moster my father was, of course he could do all this"""
Vivek's smile grew wider as he saw the pain in her eyes. "You're getting smarter, sister," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. The knife continued to press against her neck, a constant reminder of the danger she was in. Arya's heart raced with fear, her mind reeling with the shocking truth about her family.
Vivek slammed the papers on the table, his eyes burning with greed. "Sign these, and give me everything. It's all yours, anyway," he sneered, his voice full of hate.
Arya's eyes remained fixed on the floor, her mind reeling with the shocking truths she had just discovered. Her father's affair, her own half-brother's cruelty - it was all too much to bear. She didn't even flinch when Vivek's hand cracked across her face, leaving her lips bleeding and her cheek throbbing in pain.
"Sign the papers, now!" Vivek barked, his fingers digging into her hair as he yanked her head back. Arya's eyes blazed with anger and defiance, her voice steady despite the tears streaming down her face. "I don't want this wealth, earned by hurting people and crushing dreams. I reject it all! It's blood money, earned by cheating and lying."
Vivek's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. He pressed the knife to her neck, his voice low and menacing. "Don't try anything, or you'll suffer more than you can imagine. Sign the papers, quietly, or else..."
Arya's hand trembled as she took the pen, her tears falling onto the papers as she signed away her inheritance. Vivek's words cut deeper than any knife,
" You were nothing for him, he never loved you, he always disliked you, he never wanted you in this world, even when you were born, he tried his best to kill you, but you are alive because of grandfather.and your ( Nana) ""
revealing the dark truth about her father's feelings towards her. She was nothing to him, a mere burden he had tried to eliminate at birth. Only her grandfather's and her ( Nana intervention had saved her life.
The pain and betrayal Arya felt were overwhelming, her heart heavy with grief and anger. She signed the papers, her soul crushed by the weight of her family's secrets and lies....
"I wish he had really killed me that day then I wouldn't have to see this day" she painfully said
" No worry baby sister, I will free you from this pain today " he said and again kept the knife on her neck
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