Muhjse Kuch Kehti......Yeh Khamoshiyaan! ✓ [Love Hate Series #1]

🎉Twenty-Six🎉

The garden of Bhosle Sadan, drenched in a golden hue from the setting sun, casts long shadows across the neatly trimmed grass and vibrant flower beds. Gauri sits on a wrought-iron bench, her gaze distant as she absently twirls a flower stem between her fingers. The tranquility of the garden is disrupted by Siddharat's approach.

Siddharat, with an unsettling smile plastered on his face, strolls over and takes a seat beside Gauri. His presence feels invasive, his closeness suffocating her peace.

Beautiful evening, isn't it?

Gauri nods, trying to maintain her composure while an uneasy feeling knots in her stomach.

Yes, it is.

Siddharat inches closer, brushing his hand against Gauri's arm. She tenses but tries not to show it.

You've been a great help around here, Gauri. 

Gauri forces a smile, her discomfort growing more palpable.

Thank you, Siddharat. I'm just glad I could assist.

Siddharat's hand lingers longer than necessary on Gauri's forearm, sending a shiver down her spine. She tries to pull away subtly, but his touch remains persistent.

Gauri's breath catches in her throat, a knot of apprehension forming. She tries to deflect, hoping to avoid the conversation taking an uncomfortable turn. Siddharat boldly places his hand on her waist, a line crossed that sends Gauri's patience over the edge.

Stop it, Siddharat!

Startled, Siddharat withdraws his hand, his facade faltering momentarily.

I-I'm sorry, Gauri. It was just a mistake. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.

Gauri rises abruptly, her voice laced with frustration and anger.

A mistake? This is not the first time, Siddharat! Your advances, your touches – they make me extremely uncomfortable. Don't you dare do it again!

Siddharat recoils, his expression a mix of guilt and something more sinister lurking beneath the surface.

I understand, Gauri. I promise, it won't happen again.

Gauri storms off, leaving Siddharat behind in the fading light, her trust shattered, and an unsettling feeling settling in her mind about Siddharat's true intentions.

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Gauri paces back and forth in her room, her emotions running wild. Frustration, anger, and a sense of helplessness overwhelm her. Just then, Mahima, sensing something amiss, knocks on the door softly and enters the room.

Gauri, what's wrong? You seem upset.

Gauri, unable to contain her emotions any longer, rushes towards Mahima and hugs her tightly, her body trembling with sobs.

Atya, I want to go home.

Mahima, taken aback by Gauri's sudden outburst, holds her gently and tries to understand.

But Gauri, this is your home. You're safe here.

Gauri shakes her head, tears streaming down her cheeks.

No, Atya. This isn't my home. I don't feel safe here. Please, I want to go to Garv, I want to be with him.

Mahima's eyes widen in realization, seeing the depth of Gauri's distress. She strokes Gauri's hair soothingly.