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Four Years Later:
It had been six years since Siya last set foot in Alwar. The bustling streets of Mumbai had shaped her into a confident young woman, her dreams now rooted in fashion and creativity. Graduating from NIFT Mumbai as a fashion designer had been a significant achievement, but now, standing at Alwar airport, she felt a different kind of excitement.
The air was familiar, and her heart raced. Though she couldn't wait to see her parents, Karan, and Aarti again, there was also a quiet unease about facing Abhimanyu.
As she stepped out of the airport, she inhaled deeply, letting the air of Alwar wash over her. And there, leaning casually against his car, stood Rajveer. He looked effortlessly cool as always, even at thirty-one.
"Bhai!" Siya called, unable to hold back her excitement. She rushed into his arms, giving him a warm hug. Rajveer chuckled, returning her embrace. "Welcome back, princess. Alwar missed you," he said with genuine affection.
They got into the car, the comfort of being together quickly easing any lingering nerves Siya had. As they drove back home, they caught up on family news, shared old memories, and talked about the days ahead.
"It feels unreal to be back," Siya said, gazing out the window at the passing scenery. "I've missed this place. Missed everyone so much." "I'm glad you're here," Rajveer replied sincerely, glancing at her with a reassuring smile. "Ma and Papa missed you too, princess."
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When Rajveer's car pulled into the driveway, Purvi stood at the door, her eyes sparkling with tears as she welcomed her daughter home after all these years.
"Sweetie!" Purvi exclaimed, her voice thick with emotion. She rushed forward and hugged Siya tightly, not wanting to let go. Siya rested her face against her mother's shoulder.
"Papa!" Siya called softly, her eyes glistening with tears as she turned to Virajas. He stood a few steps behind, his usual calm demeanor replaced by a rare show of emotion. "It's so good to have you home, beta," Virajas murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
Siya held onto her parents for a long moment, savoring the reunion. After the hug broke, Purvi gently wiped away Siya's tears and smiled lovingly at her.
"You must be tired from your trip," Purvi said gently. "Come inside, sweetheart. I've made all your favorite dishes for lunch. Why don't you take a hot shower first, and I'll get everything ready?"
Siya walked through the familiar halls of her childhood home, her heart full of memories. When she opened the door to her room, a rush of feelings hit her. The scent of the room, the familiar sights—it all felt like coming home.
Her room was almost exactly the way she'd left it. Purvi had taken care of it all these years. Siya smiled as she noticed her favorite books on the shelves and the little things on her desk that reminded her of her teenage years.
