'Maanvi Arora' and 'Sharanya Bisht', whose lives are completely different from each other. But if the life is different, the luck should also be different, it is not necessary! Their lives may be completely different from each other, but their desti...
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Lovelies! This is your last chapter. Trust me, I don't want to end this novel but I have to. But it's okay, Nishya's journey is ending but they'll always be alive in our hearts. And yeah, I promise you guys that I will publish this book as a paperback soon. Stay strong and healthy.💞
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After a while, the doctors took the baby away because, being premature, she needed to be kept under observation for a few days. Due to the heavy medications, Sharanya had fallen back asleep. It was now noon. At this time, in the hospital with Sharanya and the baby were Neer, Shrida, and Daivik. Archana ji and the others had been sent back home as they also needed rest. Niskarsh had been at the hospital until a little while ago because he didn't want to leave Sharanya and his baby girl. But when he received a call from Kevin, he asked Daivik to take care of everyone and left. Daivik didn't ask any questions because it was Kevin's call, so it had to be important.
Meanwhile, in a small house outside of Delhi, someone slowly opened her eyes. There was a haze in front of her. When she tried to move her body, she realized her hands and feet were tied. As the haze in front of her eyes gradually cleared, she saw a man sitting on a chair in front of her. He was dressed very simply, in a V-neck t-shirt and pants. But there were other people around him in black uniforms, all holding guns. Seeing the guns, the woman tied to the chair shouted, "Who... who are you all? Why have you tied me up like this?"
Just then, she smelled something. Trying to identify the smell, she realized it was kerosene. Looking around, she saw that kerosene was spread all over the house like water. The woman became even more frightened and, trembling, said, "Why... why is there oil spread all around? What have I done to you people? Why are you doing this to me? Who are you?"
Niskarsh, sitting comfortably in the chair, was looking the woman up and down. She was not very tall, had half-grey hair, bags under her eyes, and fear in her eyes. This was Sharanya's mom, whom Kevin had found with great difficulty in a small place in Bhopal and brought to Niskarsh. Finally, Niskarsh stood up and walked over to the woman. He took out a photo from his phone that he had clicked at Vaidehi's flat. Showing the photo to the woman, he said, "Do you recognize these two girls?"
Seeing the photo, Sharanya's mom was shocked. This photo... She looked at Niskarsh in astonishment and said, "Wh... who are you? How did you get this picture? Where are my daughters? Are they with you? Take me to my daughters. I need to see them."
