𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗼𝘀 𝗢𝗳 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗲

𝔹𝕒𝕕 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕙

The information was like a bitter pill, hard to swallow and digest. My mind was reeling, and I felt paralyzed, unsure of what to do next. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, and I couldn't think straight. But then, a nagging doubt crept in, refusing to be silenced. Was this information really reliable? I thought I had my answer, but the more I thought about it, the more uncertain I became. Maybe, just maybe, there was something wrong with the information.

This unsettling thought hit me like a ton of bricks, and I knew I needed answers. I quickly called Riva into my cabin, my heart racing with anticipation.

"What's going on?" she questioned, her brow furrowed with concern, as she sat down in the chair.

I took a deep breath and voiced my doubts. "Are you sure this information is reliable?" My eyes searching hers for reassurance.

Riva paused, her expression solemn, as she delved deep into thought. The silence was palpable, and I could sense her weighing her words carefully. Finally, she countered with a question, her eyes locked intensely on mine.

"What do you think?" Her voice measured, as she leaned back in the chair, her gaze piercing through mine.

I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and rubbed my temples, hoping to clear my mind. Maybe the answers would come to me then.
"I don't know, but I have my own doubts about this," I said, opening my eyes. "You mentioned that the information came from unknown sources. Maybe someone is intentionally manipulating us."I blurted out my thoughts, and Riva nodded thoughtfully.

"Hmm... it's possible," she agreed. "We've been searching for this information for a long time, but got nothing. And then, suddenly, we have all this information. Don't you think it's too good to be true?"

She paused, her eyes narrowing as she connected the dots. "And the fact that you're related to the Randhawa's now, and this information reveals a past between the Randhawa's and Basu's... it's definitely suspicious. It's too much to be a coincidence."

I let her words sink in, and I had to admit, she made a compelling point. Maybe we were being played, and this information was just a pawn in a larger game.

"Why don't you do a DNA test to clarify this?" a third person suggested, taking a seat in the guest chair next to Riva.

Riva's eyes lit up with excitement as she turned to Atulya. "Atulya di! How are you? Where have you been? And when did you get back?" she probed, her questions tumbling out in rapid succession.

Atulya smiled calmly, unfazed by Riva's barrage of questions. "I'm doing well, as you can see," she replied. "I was held up with some work, and when I heard about Ava, I rushed back."

"So, tell me about your unexpected arrival," Atulya interrogated, her eyes sparkling with curiosity as she leaned forward, her hands on the table. "I thought you'd be busy dealing with the aftermath of your uncle's death."