Never Leaving U ( Completed )

Chapter 33

Recap: Vikram planned a surprise for Sam

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Vikram stepped forward with a chilling calm. "Surprise..." he said, a wry smile playing on his lips.

The room fell deathly silent as everyone's eyes darted to the TV screen. The news was breaking flashing across every channel.

Sana's smile slowly faded. Samrat's smirk dropped.

Priyanka - She was shown being dragged out of a seedy hotel—hair disheveled, hands cuffed, clothes indecent. She looked nothing like the composed woman they all knew.

"24-year-old Priyanka arrested as the prime suspect in the planned murder of her parents. Sources confirm she was apprehended at XYZ Hotel on charges of prostitution."

Sana's hand flew to her mouth. Her knees buckled slightly, and Vikram immediately wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close in a protective side hug. He felt her tremble in his embrace. "Easy, angel... I'm here," he whispered.

Samrat's face turned a dark red, but he didn't say a word. He simply stared at the screen, jaw clenched.

Rakshat let out a scoff. "I have never seen such a cheap slut in my life. She'd sell her soul for a few rupees."

Sana, still processing, muttered in disbelief, "How could she do this... to her own parents?"

Vikram answered grimly, "She wanted a luxurious life. But her parents were simple, middle-class. She knew you, Sana — your heart. If her parents were out of the picture, she'd count on your compassion to take her in. She played her game well."

Sana's voice cracked, "How did she even manage...?"

Pugazh replied coldly, "She hired goons to drive a lorry straight into the cab her parents were in. A perfect setup."

Rakshat continued, "The case was initially marked as an accident. Someone powerful tampered with it... helped her walk free."

Vikram looked into Sana's teary eyes. "After that, she acted the orphan. Cried her way into your home. Into your heart."

Sana pulled away slightly. "No... I wasn't innocent. I was a fool. So dumb... I couldn't even see her real face..."

She broke down, covering her face with both hands. Vikram gently held her wrists and moved her hands aside, wiping her tears with his thumbs.

"Sana... look at me," he said softly but firmly. "You're not dumb. You're not a fool. You're a pure, kind soul. You love without conditions. You care without limits. That's your strength — not your weakness. They don't deserve your blame."

"You're just trying to make me feel better," she whispered.

"I'm showing you the truth," he replied. "Don't let their betrayal poison your heart."

She narrowed her gaze. "You said they... You mean it's not just her?"

Vikram sighed. "I wish I could say it was only her. But... there's more."

Sana stepped back. "No... No, I can't handle this. Let's just go home."

She turned toward the main door—but froze. Her eyes widened.

Standing at the threshold were uniformed police officers.

She backed away instinctively, fear in her eyes, and clutched Vikram's arm tightly.

The Inspector stepped inside and saluted Vikram.

"Good evening, sir."

"Evening, officer," Vikram said with cold authority. "You may proceed."