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Not long after Ram's departure from the hotel, there came a familiar chime of the doorbell, injecting a rush of anticipation into Priya's veins. In that moment, she couldn't help but entertain the thrilling thought that perhaps, just perhaps, Ryan had retraced his steps to see her once more.

But as the door revealed the visitor on the other side, Priya's expression shifted from eager anticipation to stunned disbelief. Standing before her was not Ryan, as she had hoped, but Rajat - a figure from her past whose unexpected presence sent a jolt of surprise coursing through her veins.

For a moment, Priya stood frozen in place, her mind racing to process the sudden appearance of someone she had not even expected. 

As she struggled to find her voice, Priya's gaze met Rajat's, and in that fleeting moment, she saw a reflection of her own uncertainty mirrored in his eyes. Caught off guard by the unexpected reunion, Priya could only stand there, grappling with a flood of conflicting emotions as she tried to make sense of this unexpected twist of fate.

Priya stood at the doorway, her heart a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as Rajat's presence filled the room. Surprise painted her features, momentarily robbing her of words. Rajat, sensing her stunned silence, closed the gap between them and wrapped her in a comforting embrace. In the cocoon of his arms, Priya found a fleeting sense of solace.

As their embrace lingered, Priya's voice, fragile with emotion, finally broke the silence. "How did you come here?" she whispered, her eyes searching his face for answers. Rajat's smile held a mix of reassurance and determination as he replied, "Aren't you excited to see me, Priya? Come on, I took a flight from Singapore just to take you back home. At least I can show this sincerity to my fiancée."

After Rajat made himself comfortable in the room, Priya closed the door behind her and tentatively stepped further inside. Her mind swirled with conflicting thoughts, uncertainty clouding her every decision. She found herself at a loss, unsure of how to navigate the complex emotions churning within her.

Standing in Rajat's presence, Priya felt an uneasy tension settle between them. The weight of their shared history loomed large, casting a shadow over the room. She struggled to find the right words, grappling with the overwhelming dilemma before her.

Rajat's presence seemed to magnify her inner turmoil, his expectant gaze adding to the pressure she felt. Priya's silence hung heavy in the air, a palpable barrier between them.

As Rajat sensed Priya's tension, he gently inquired, his voice tinged with concern.

Rajat: Is there something wrong, Priya? You seem a bit distant. Come, sit down. How was your week in London?

Priya Nervously Said , Oh, it was okay, Rajat. I managed.

Rajat Standing up, approaching her

You did well, Priya. I was worried about you being alone, but you seem to have handled everything.

She managed a faint smile, nodding her head in acknowledgment of his words.

Rajat rose from his seat, his movements deliberate as he approached Priya, his touch grazing her face. Despite his seemingly comforting gesture, Priya felt a wave of unease wash over her at his proximity. Before she could gather her thoughts, the doorbell interrupted their moment.

Rajat went to answer it, leaving Priya feeling a bit relieved.As he opened the door, a shock rippled through the room at the sight of Ram standing on the other side. His surprise mirrored Priya's own astonishment, and their eyes locked in silent communication.

Caught in the unexpected convergence of their worlds, Priya stood frozen in place, her gaze shifting between Ram and Rajat. The tension in the room crackled with uncertainty,

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