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Swati sat in the waiting area of the courthouse, the sterile surroundings a stark contrast to the turmoil raging inside her. The events of last night replayed in her mind, each memory like a dagger twisting deeper into her heart. She had believed in Nakul, trusted him implicitly, and now that trust lay shattered.

Her eyes were fixed on the tiled floor, her thoughts a chaotic storm. Somewhere deep within her, a small voice kept insisting that Nakul would realize his mistake, that he would pull himself out of this mess. But the images of him with Keeya, the sounds of their betrayal, were impossible to ignore. Her heart was not ready to accept the painful truth that had unfolded.

"How could they do that?"

she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible in the quiet waiting room.

"If Nakul had any problems, he could have talked to me. Why did he have to cheat on me like this?"

Swati's mind was a whirlwind of emotions. She felt as though her entire world had come to a standstill. Everything she had worked for, everything she had believed in, now seemed meaningless.

She had left her family, her pride, and her position as the heir to the most prestigious clothing business in Asia-all for Nakul. She had sacrificed her career, and her dreams, all for a man who had painted a picture of a perfect, happy life together. But now, that picture lay in tatters.

As she sat there, waiting for the proceedings to begin, she felt the weight of her choices pressing down on her. She had given up so much for Nakul, only to be betrayed in the most heart-wrenching way. The memories of their time together, the dreams they had shared, now felt like cruel illusions.

Swati's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a door opening. She looked up, her eyes meeting the cold, impersonal gaze of the court officer. The reality of her situation hit her like a tidal wave. She was here to face the aftermath of Nakul's betrayal, to pick up the pieces of her shattered life, and to find a way to move forward.

With a deep breath, Swati stood up, her legs feeling like lead. She knew that the road ahead would be difficult and that the pain of betrayal would take time to heal. But as she walked into the courtroom, she felt a small spark of determination igniting within her. She had survived the worst night of her life, and she would find a way to rebuild, piece by piece.

Swati took her seat, her mind still reeling but her resolve hardening. She had lost so much, but she would not lose herself. The man who had promised her the world had broken her heart, but she would find the strength to rise above the pain. The courtroom was silent, but within her, a fierce determination began to burn.