Chapter 13 - Engagement 2

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RECAP

* The Engagement ceremony finally began
* The Mehra's cane face to face with the     Aroras
* Abhi and Pragya met after 7 years

Okay now that we're up to date about the story so far, let's get back to the story and see how it unfolds.

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There was an Eerie silence that filled the room, coupled with the feint sound of whispers and murmurs sweeping through the crowd. All eyes were on the people in the center of the room, everyone was confused and curious as to what exactly was going on, even the MC was at a loss as to what to do in that moment. What seemed like a scene straight out of a tv drama was unfolding right before their eyes.

In this moment of reckoning that they longed for, for the last seven years, suddenly they did not know what to do not imagining fully what would unfold when they came face to face. That was what was running through the minds of Dholi, Sarla and their partners in crime when they saw pragya's reaction to seeing Abhi, they realized that they did not take into account the fact that she had developed PTSD from the traumas she experienced. All of them were filled with some amount of regret seeing the pain their beloved Pragya was going through, but they were more overcome by the immense satisfaction they got from seeing the amount of pain they gave the bastard that hurt her as they watched him fall apart.

Abhi stood there in shock, he could not believe his eyes. This woman who stood before him, how could she be his Pragya? His fuggi? How could she have changed so so much that he could not recognize her? These were the thoughts circling his mind in this moment.

 This woman who stood before him, how could she be his Pragya? His fuggi? How could she have changed so so much that he could not recognize her? These were the thoughts circling his mind in this moment

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Abhi's P.O.V

How? How can this be? My fuggi. How could she do this to me? And with that thieving bastard! What was that they called her? "Mrs Pragya King Singh?" Bullshit! Her name is and will forever be "Mrs Pragya Abhishek Mehra" because she is mine, mine and mine alone. There's no way my pragya married someone else and forgot about me, this must be a fake marriage, yes that's it. A fake marriage, she's doing this drama because she is upset with me that's all, I just need to talked to her.

End of P.O.V

On the other hand king was trying to put together a trembling Pragya in his arms, even though he was equally as shocked at what was transpiring he knew that by the looks on his family's faces they definitely had something to do with it. But that wasn't his priority right now, he had to protect his wife right now from the vultures that had descended on their peaceful home. It felt like a dagger had been driven through his heart Everytime he saw her in pain, she was tough and strong on the outside but he knew just how fragile and delicate she was. He looked at his mother's casting them a "you've got to be kidding me look" which they responded to with "we're sorry" looks.

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