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Shivani was quiet the whole ride back to Rudraksh's house. She had always lived just with her parents, she didn't had a huge family. Occasionally in childhood she went to her dadi's house where she could be free, a child again, and everytime she had to return from there she remembered crying and begging her dadi to keep her but she couldn't help it too, she was helpless and her dadi repeatedly said that she wish she was bold enough to cut all her ties from her son and take shivani away but she was too dependent on him.

Her dadi died when she was fourteen, since then the rare opportunity of freedom she got was also gone. She was the saddest from her demise, Shivani's father, Ranveer was happy that a burden was off his chest and she couldn't believe it, how could one say Or think such things about their own mother especially when she had raised him all alone and he was what he was because of her dadi. She doesn't like her parents too but she can't imagine being content that they passed away.

Rudraksh lived in a joint family. And now that they were getting married, she wanted to get to know all of his family members, not just because she wanted a cordial relationship with them but also because she craved for that affection that support you have when your family stands behind you to back you up, there's always someone to care for you, to scold you when you do something wrong.

Somewhere deep in heart she also wanted to impress Rudraksh, because even though she said she doesn't want anything but respect and loyalty out of this relation she was a romantic, she wanted to feel that selfless love she read about in her novels, if she got even ten percent of that she would be happy. She knew she was just hurting herself by keeping any expectations because he made it clear to her that she won't get any love from him.

Rudraksh's mother, Anjali, took Shivani's hand and guided her to the entrance of their house. She was happy to get a bahu like shivani, She thought Rudraksh needs someone like her, someone who's not so stuck and understand emotions, is kind, only then can he see the world from a different perspective. Her son had been betrayed in love but she knew they were meant for each other and God forbid if she was wrong about her decision she will let them part aways she's never going to make their lives hell, and she will still treat shivani like her daughter because she always wanted one of her own and now she can do everything she wants with shivani that she obviously couldn't with Rudraksh.

Rudraksh's chachi, Naina rang the bell and they waited for the gate to open. The door was opened by Rudraksh's dada, Veer Malhotra, he had no expressions on his face, he reminded shivani so much of Rudraksh, they did look like they were blood related, there was this cold aura surrounding him, until she saw a thali in his hand.

He asked shivani to step forward, Shivani looked towards Anjali who smiled encouraging her, Veer did a tilak to his new and the very first grand daughter in law, she bent down to take ashirwaad from Veer but he stop him and said, "You're the laxmi of our house, beta. Your place is definitely not in my feet." And then he smiled. Shivani was shocked, who wouldn't be, she never thought once in her life that her in laws would be so respectful.

She always thought she will live a life filled with misery, no happiness, no dreams but now there was hope, and she held on that hope desperately. Veer held out his hand and Shivani took it, "right leg beta" And with that Shivani finally took a step into her new home.

As she entered the house, She saw a man walking towards them, he had great build and he was tall but he wasn't Rudraksh, she could tell that. He was a handsome, he must be elder than her but not that much, he bent down on a knee and presented a yellow rose to her, she looked with wide eyes towards Aditi, who then walked towards the man and hit him on the head playfully, "you're scaring her Aarav bhai."

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