You are being warned already. Things in the upcoming chapters will get more mature.
Kashvi-
I felt like literal sunshine as I twirled around the house in my yellow anarkali, my anklets chiming softly with every step.
Mom had called me early morning,
I was a maasi now.
Deepti had given birth to a baby girl.
No matter what equation I shared with her but this?
This made me happy, genuinely.
Anuj jiju might be on the enemy list,
But that little baby?
She was mine.
My niece.
And I was already planning how to spoil her.
I turned around, smiling to myself and walked straight into a wall.
A very solid, very familiar wall.
“Careful,” Danish’s voice came, steady as he held me by my arms,
“Or are you planning to walk into everything today?”
I looked up at him, grinning.
“Danish! You’re a maasaji now!”
He frowned.
“I’m- what?”
I facepalmed dramatically.
“You have a niece now. Deepti delivered a baby girl,” I said excitedly,
“I’m going to meet them in the afternoon.”
He gave me a look.
“You’re reacting like it’s your child.”
I glared at him.
“And you’ll react worse when it is your child-”
I froze.
He didn’t, his gaze sharpened.
I cleared my throat instantly, stepping back.
“Anyway, I have work,” I rushed out and practically ran from there, straight into the kitchen.
I grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down.
Smooth, Kashvi. Very smooth.
“Idiot,” I muttered to myself, definitely Sam’s influence.
I touched my cheeks, so warm.
Great.
Shaking my head, I walked toward Mom’s room and stopped.
“What is this?”
Her room looked like a full-fledged saree exhibition.
Colors everywhere, fabrics everywhere.
Chaos everywhere.
Excuse me? Bed kaha gaya ? Kahee dikh nhi raha? Sareeyo ke neeche dab gaya shayad.
“Don’t even ask,” Mom said dramatically, hands on her hips,
“I’m done with this designer.”
I blinked.
There were at least fifty sarees on her bed.
Minimum, and the floor had the same.
“You didn’t like even one?”
She sat on the bed, defeated.
“Not one.”
I pressed my palm to my chest.
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