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It had been a few days since the incident with the goons at the college, and Abhira couldn't shake the worry she felt for Roohi. 

Although she knew she didn't have the right to meddle in Roohi's life, the fear in Roohi's eyes haunted her. 

One afternoon, she noticed Roohi leaving the college hurriedly, her face pale with anxiety. 

Driven by concern, Abhira decided to follow her.

Meanwhile, Armaan was out on leave, handling some work related to the Poddar Law Firm. 

As he drove through the city, he spotted Abhira trailing someone. 

At first, he dismissed it, but a nagging worry for her safety made him pull over and follow her discreetly.

Roohi led Abhira to a secluded area on the outskirts of the city. 

She approached a tin house and slipped inside. Abhira, heart pounding, peeked through a small window. Inside, she saw the same goons who had terrorized the college. 

Roohi handed them a bundle of money, and the leader took it, counting it with a sneer.

"Chal thik hai, tere poore paise aa gaye hai, tu jaa sakti hai," he said.

Roohi nodded gratefully, thanked them, and exited the house. 

She froze when she saw Abhira standing there. "Tum?"

Abhira's concern was evident. "Tum thik ho?"

Roohi's face twisted in confusion and worry. "Tum yaha kya kar rahi ho?"

Abhira sighed. "Tumhara piche. Tumhe dekhne aayi thi."

She took Roohi's hand and started leading her away from the secluded area. 

Just then, Armaan, who had been observing from a distance, stepped out from the shadows, his eyes filled with concern and curiosity.

"Roohi, darne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Hum police complaint kar dete hai," Abhira suggested firmly.

Roohi shook her head, tears brimming in her eyes. "I am fine, Abhira. And thank you. Uss din agar tum vaha nahi hoti toh shayad poore college ke saamne vo gunde mujhe le jaate. And sorry meri wajah se tumhe takleef hui."

Abhira squeezed her hand reassuringly. "It's okay, Roohi. Ab tum bataogi ki baat kya hai?"

Roohi took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "Like you know, I am an orphan. My parents passed away when I was 15. They wanted me to be a lawyer, so I took the admission, but short of money made me beg these goons for funds. Meri fees toh pay ho gayi, lekin main unka udhar nahi chuka paayi."

Abhira frowned. "Lekin tumne abhi abhi paise diye unhe?"

Roohi nodded. "Vo paise mere account mein thay. Mere parents ne FD karwayi thi. Bas vahi tudwa ke lauta diye."

Abhira understood and asked, "Roohi, tum abhi job karti ho?"

Roohi shook her head. "No."

"Karna chahti ho?" Abhira asked.

Roohi nodded.

"Don't worry. Main mumma se baat karungi. Vo tumhari help zaroor karengi. Aur aaj ke baad aise logo se milna-julna band," Abhira said with determination.

Roohi nodded and hugged her tightly. 

Abhira hugged her back, conveying through her embrace that Roohi was not alone.