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This is not a love story it's a Revenge Saga
A journey of Revenge And betrayal.
Ruhani:- A name that signifies purity and love. She embodies innocence in a world often perceived as cruel.
Aryansh:- Named after th...
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“Swagat nahin karoge hamara?” A mysterious voice called out from the door, capturing everyone's attention.
“Rudra khurana aaye hain Jaan .”
A tall boy stood at the door, wearing a perfectly fitted pink suit that accentuated his physique. His black hair gleamed even more in the darkness of the night. His build was strong and commanding, giving him a powerful presence. He was strikingly handsome, with a look that captured attention effortlessly.
“Rudra?” Aryansh exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise.
“How could you all forget about me?” A girl added, stepping out from behind the boy with a confident smile.
“Sneha!” Ruhani gasped, her voice full of emotion. She is so happy to see Sneha at her birthday party.
“Oye, dhol nagade bajao! The Khurana's aaye hai..” their voices are filled with excitement.
The room erupted with a mix of laughter and astonishment. They didn't expect them to come. It's a huge surprise with a shock to everyone.
Aryansh ran to them.
“Mom... Dad...” he exclaimed, hugging them tightly. They hugged him back, their smiles wide. “Aap log aise achanak ek dam se...” he said, his voice a mix of happiness and confusion.
But his joy quickly turned into a frown when a deep voice interrupted.
“Ab aapne toh Hume bulaya nahin birthday party main, socha hum hi aapko surprise dede...” He said with a cruel smirk. The man's gaze was intense, holding a mysterious power.
“Toh kaisa lag surprise, bade bhaiya ji?” he asked, winking as he clasped his hands together.
"Off course acha hi laga hoga, inka chehra ke rang saaf saaf bata raha hai..." Sneha said, glancing at him with a smirk.
"Kyu haina, hone wale jija ji?" she added, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
“Sneha...” Ruhani interjected, stepping towards her. “Happy Birthday, Rooh... meri jaan,” she said, pulling her into a tight hug.
“Thank you so much, Sneha... but why are you so late? Huh? You should have been the first to arrive,” Ruhani complained, pouting playfully.
“Ab kya kare, tumhare ae ji o ji ne toh hume invite hi nahin kiya, toh hume khud hi ana pada...” Sneha said to her. Ruhani looked at her with confusion. She didn't understand why Sneha's taunts seemed directed more at Aryansh than at her. Ruhani subtly signaled Aryansh to not create a scene, making Sneha roll her eyes.
“Ruhani beta, humse bhi mil lo...” a beautiful woman in her mid-forties said, spreading her arms wide for a hug.
“Mummy ji... papa ji...” Ruhani said, taking the edge of her saree's pallu on her head and touching their feet. They blessed her warmly.
