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✨CHAPTER 10✨

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"A stumble is still a step......................"
 

The weekend arrived faster than Vatsal had anticipated. He packed his bag with a mix of reluctance and determination, knowing he had to face his family and confront the underlying issues with Shubhita. He left his apartment early, catching a train to his hometown, the rhythmic chugging of the train offering a semblance of calm to his anxious mind.

As he approached his family home, Vatsal’s heart pounded in his chest. The house stood tall and familiar, yet he felt a strange sense of alienation. He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

Vishal opened the door, his face lighting up with a warm smile. “Vasu, it’s good to see you. Come in, come in.”

Kuhu and Krish excitedly rushed to the door to greet their Chachu. “Chachu! Chachu!” they yelled in unison, their faces beaming with joy. They hugged Vatsal’s legs tightly, their excitement palpable.

Mrs. Kashyap came out of the kitchen in a hurry, her face lighting up. “Vasu, my dear!” she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. “The train took too long. I’ve been waiting for you since morning.”

There were happy faces all around but there was one person who showed nothing on her face. Shubhita kept on doing what she was doing in the kitchen, following her mother-in-law’s instructions. She had no heart to meet Vatsal. Who was she to him after all? He married her just for his parents’ sake, as if it was a task. And he had to tick mark that.

Jeevika noticed her but didn’t say anything, quietly walking out of the kitchen to join the others in welcoming Vatsal.

Near the balcony, Mr. Kashyap was seated with a newspaper in hand. He spared a glance at the door and saw his wife hugging their son. Then his eyes switched back to the kitchen where Shubhita was working without any emotion on her face. He sighed, a flicker of concern crossing his features before he returned to his reading.

“Come inside, Vasu,” Mrs Kashyap said, ushering him into the living room. “You must be tired from the journey.”

“Yes, a bit,” Vatsal replied, trying to keep his tone light despite the tension he felt when he met his father’s eyes. His father looked away almost immediately, as if he had nothing to tell him. Disappointed but not surprised, Vatsal glanced around, his eyes searching for Shubhita.