"When Satakshi called Darsh her husband, Mohit's world seemed to collapse. His face twisted in fury as he turned to Darsh and growled,"
Mohit, furiously: tujhe yd h na, maine kya bola tha jb tune mujhse pucha ki agr uski shaadi ho gai hogi toh?
"Darsh froze in shock, realization dawning on him. His voice faltered as he replied,"
Darsh, stammering: vo... vo ldki satakshi h?
"In a burst of rage, Mohit grabbed Darsh by his collar. Satakshi's eyes widened in panic. She rushed forward, trying desperately to push Mohit away to protect Darsh. Her frantic attempts made Mohit falter, and tears began streaming down his face as he released Darsh's collar. Turning to Darsh, Satakshi's face was etched with concern as she asked,"
Satakshi, worried: aap thk ho na?
Darsh adjusted his collar and nodded, his voice steady but low: main thik hu.
"Satakshi's expression darkened as she turned towards Mohit, her voice laced with fury."
Satakshi, angrily: dubara esa krne ki sochna bhi mt! Tumhe nfrt hogi toh mujhse hogi, vo gussa mere pati pe nikalne ki himmt bhi mt krna!
"Mohit's face crumpled as her words hit him like a blow. Each time she called Darsh her husband, it seemed to twist the knife deeper. Just as he was about to speak, Satakshi's face turned pale, and she staggered, about to fall. Mohit instinctively reached out to catch her, but Darsh was quicker, stepping in and holding her securely in his arms. His glare cut through Mohit like ice as he said in a firm, controlled tone,"
Darsh: Mohit aakhri baar warning de rha hu. Iske bd ek aur baar nhi.
"Satakshi blinked as she regained her senses, standing on her own with both men watching her anxiously. Darsh's voice softened slightly, tinged with worry,"
Darsh: thk ho na?
Satakshi nodded weakly and replied softly: hnn.
Darsh's brow furrowed as he pressed on: dawai chl rhi na abhi tk? Vo li thi aane se phle?
Satakshi averted her gaze, guilt flashing across her face as she admitted: nhi vo bhool gai thi.
Taking a deep breath to calm his rising frustration, Darsh spoke in a measured tone: agli brse dhyaan rkhna. Ghar chlte h abhi.
"Mohit, still standing nearby and visibly confused, interjected with concern,"
Mohit, bewildered: akshu, kya hua tumhe? dawai.. kis cheej ki dawai?
"Satakshi's expression hardened instantly, and she turned to him with a sharp glare, her voice dripping with finality."
Satakshi, coldly: mera naam Satakshi h, Akshu nhi. Aur tumhe jaankr kya krna h? Meri dawai h meri problem h. Inmese kisi ka bhi jawab tumhe dena m zroori nhi smjhti.
Her voice rose, filled with frustration and anger as she continued: Aur aakhri br bol rhi hu, mujhse dur rho. kuki mujhe tumse bt krne m koi interest nhi h.
"Mohit took a hesitant step forward, his voice breaking as he tried to protest,"
Mohit, pleading: Akshu pr-
"Before he could say more, Satakshi turned to Darsh, her eyes pleading as she spoke with urgency."
Satakshi: Darsh, please ghr chlo. Mujhe nhi rukna yha 1 min bhi.
"Holding Satakshi's hand firmly, Darsh led her to the car. Mohit trailed behind them, his sobs echoing in the distance. Despite his cries, Satakshi didn't glance back, her face stoic and eyes fixed ahead. She entered the car silently, and Darsh followed, starting the engine to drive them home. As they reached their house, Satakshi hurriedly walked inside, her face pale and unreadable. Without a word, she entered the bathroom and locked the door behind her. Darsh, alarmed, rushed after her and knocked softly on the door."
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unexpected love
Romance"life is unexpected no one knows who you'll meet at what point of your life and what place they'll hold in your life" just like these two people who are about to get tied by unexpected fate
