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Manya pov

" Your mother " he said, but I didn't understand what he meant.

" Vedant my mother name is Minakshi not Rajshree" I said to him.

" Minakshi is not your mother " he said. What he meant by that , that  she is not my mother. She is the one who gave me birth.

" She is my mother " I said.

" No she is not " he said. His words came out with great confidence.

" Are you fine na vedant? Because whatever you blabber is rubbish. "

" I am not blabbering Manya that's your truth...you are not the daughter of Harshit and Minakshi"

" Vedant yaduvanshi tumhara dimag kharab ho gya hai " I said to him in my anger filled voice. But looking at his confidence and truth in his eyes my heart bouncing deeper in my rib cage.

" I am telling you the truth of your life " he said in a calm voice.

" That's bitter " I said to him and felt a lump in my throat.

" That's why it's truth" he said to me wiping my tears off but I jerked his hands away.

" You are lying vedant yaduvanshi...I can't trust you" I said to him wiping off my tears harshly.

" I have proof " he said to me.

" What proof ? "

" You want to check my wallet na....you have a doubt on me that I am carrying a lady photo in my wallet...so here is your answers " he said handed me his wallet. I looked at him then at wallet and opened it. I checked it there is cash , credit cards and a passport size photo. I took out the photo and looked at it. And I felt like ground is slipping out from my feet.

" She is exactly looks like me "

" You look like her " he said.

" Who is she? "

" Rajshree thakur, your real mother "

" It can't be true " I said to him but deep down I know whatever he is saying is truth.

" If she is really my mother then tell me where is she now? " I asked him.

" In heaven " he said and I could see pain in his eyes. I don't know how to react to this one minute ago he told me that lady is my mother and now he is telling me that she is passed away.

" Then where is my father ? " I asked him.

" In hell " he said and this time his eyes held hate , anger and pain.

" Who is my father?" I asked him in a trembling voice. My palms turned sweaty.

" Rapist of your mother " he completed and I slapped him so hard on his right cheek.

" Is this a joke for you Mr vedant yaduvanshi" I yelled at him.

" This is the truth " he said, making eye contact with me.

" Do you have any proof ?" I asked him and prayed to the god that whatever he was telling me was a lie.

" You can ask mom and papa " he said.

" What if they will also lie just like you "

" There are articles about your mother raped case " he said and that's it my knees lost the strength and I was about to fell down but he held me by his hands. He made me sit on the bed and made me drink water. I looked at him and our eyes met and I saw that tears were rolling down from his eyes.