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[ 𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 1 ]
Because this is where love fades and hate resides and intensifies, broken hearts produce the most tragic stories.
Their treachery is told through their bleeding hearts: their unrequited love was never reciprocated. The...
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When I returned from their room after giving both of them their clothes, everyone was upset. I peeked into their room and saw Badi Maa staring at her and Diya Di's photo frame. My heart was aching to see her. I walked there softly and sat next to her; she didn't even look at me, but I knew she felt my presence, as she always does. I'm not sure how she detected my presence even while she wasn't looking at me.
Mother may be like this!
"My Diya will be happy in her new house, right?" She asked me as she looked at the photo frame. A tear fell on the frame, but she wiped it away.
"Badi Maa she will undoubtedly be the happiest. "She is a queen, and she will be treated as such," I replied, hugging her on the side. Her face lit up with a smile as she gazed at me.
"Now tell me about yourself." I didn't even have time to converse with you." She approached me and took my hands in hers. She was upset, but she wanted to know more about me.
'Ada, always remember that before me and Baba, Dishant Bhaiya and Divya Bhabhi were your parents.' My mother's words resonated. And she was right; they are! They are my parents, no matter what.
"I am good Badi Maa, I am all good," I said to him. I wasn't, but now I am; I've been released from prison after 17 years! I am now rid of that monster. Unknowingly, a single tear fell from my eye, but she wiped it away.
"You have no idea how much we have missed you, Ada; the moment Vijay left with you and Aparna, we felt helpless. You are aware of your father's relationship with Bade Papa. He worked very hard to get you here from there, yet....." She was unable to complete it and broke down.
I swiftly hugged her; I'm in so much trouble that I can't bear to watch my family in trouble. This quality is shared by all four of our sisters, not just me. No matter how tough we are, we will not let a single scratch on our loved ones.
"Why are you apologizing, Badi Maa?" "Do not be." I cupped her cheek and wiped the tear from her cheek. "See, I am a grown-up lady now. How about that? "I'm out of there; I'm living with him in his penthouse," I added, and she glanced at me.
"Are you living with him?" Do you two have a loving relationship? She inquired lightly; she is modern, not orthodox. She encourages her daughters regardless of the situation, but she also corrects them when they do anything wrong. I told her about my accident; however, I lied because I couldn't tell her the truth. I can't tell any of them how my father, a monster, treated me over the years.
"Ada, Vidyut is a really good man. He is a gentleman. I am confident you will be pleased with him," she added, caressing my hair. "Hey, where are you lost?" I snapped back to reality and looked at her, who was already staring at me.
