Pratishtha:
*"I love you, but how do I show you the scars from a past I've tried so hard to forget?"*
Pratishtha is a self-made businesswoman, known for her grace and success, but behind that polished facade lies a broken soul. With a past too pai...
🌹खुदा से एकदुआहै, मेरेदिलकीगहराइयोंसे, तेरीदुनियामेंखुशियोंकीबरसातहोजाए। हरसपनासचहो, हरख्वाबपूराहो, तुझेखोकरजोमिले, वोसबसेअच्छासाथहोजाए।🌹 ____________________________________
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As Mr. Garewal entered Pratishtha's office with his unexpected arrival, she maintained her composure, though her mind raced with anticipation and caution. With a polite nod, she gestured for him to take a seat.
"Mr. Garewal, what a surprise," she greeted him evenly, her tone masking any hint of unease.
Garewal settled into the chair opposite Pratishtha's desk, a smug grin playing on his lips. "Indeed, my dear Pratishtha. I trust you're doing well?" he inquired, his voice dripping with false sincerity.
Pratishtha offered him a polite smile. "Quite well, thank you. And what brings you to my office today?" she asked, though she already had a sinking feeling about the answer in her gut.
Leaning back in his chair, Garewal's smile widened as he leaned in closer. "Ah, you see, I have some exciting news to share with you," he began, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "I've decided to expand my business ventures and conquer the land on the outskirts of Jodhpur."
Pratishtha's facade remained unchanged, though inwardly she braced herself for what was to come. "How ambitious of you, Mr. Garewal," she remarked, her words laced with a subtle hint of sarcasm.
