"तेरी नाराज़गी की चुप्पी ने दिल को घायल कर दिया,
हमने तो सुलझाने की चाहत की, पर तुझे भी दिल से चाहा।
तू नाराज़ हो, पर ये दिल हर पल तुझे याद करता है,
तेरे बिना हर खुशी अधूरी सी लगती है, बस यही सच्चाई है।
इसी नाराज़गी को समझो, दिल की गहराइयों की आवाज़ है।"
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Avyansh's POV
As I walked into the house, my mind was a storm of anger and frustration. The disaster at the office had already frayed my nerves, and now, the thought of what could have happened to her and Devika made my blood boil.
I pushed open the door, trying to keep my emotions in check, but it was hard-damn hard.
I saw them as soon as I entered-Avantika, Devika, Choti Mummy, and Dadi-all gathered in the living room.
The shopping bags were scattered on the sofa, an innocent reminder of what was supposed to be a simple shopping trip.
They all turned to look at me as I stepped inside, their expressions shifting from relaxed to concerned in an instant.
I didn't waste any time. My eyes locked onto Devika, my voice coming out harsher than I intended. "Didn't I tell you to take bodyguards with you?"
"Bhai..." Devika whispered, her eyes dropping to the floor.
"No, Bhai nothing!" I snapped, my frustration boiling over. "I told you guys already-there's a problem! Business enemies are everywhere, and they could have done something to you!"
"Avyansh beta..." Dadi started, her voice gentle, trying to soothe me, but I couldn't take it right now.
"Please, Dadi, not now," I interrupted, shaking my head. "I'm already stressed out! I told them to bring bodyguards, but no, why would they listen to me?"
"They're safe now, Avyansh," Mom said, her tone a mix of calm and relief. "Avantika fought with them."
"Wow, Maa, you're feeling proud?" I shot back, the sarcasm dripping from my words. "Me too."
My eyes flicked to Avantika, who was standing there quietly. I could see the remnants of the fight in the slight disarray of her saree, the hint of something fierce still lingering in her eyes.
And yet, the thought of her fighting off those men... It made something inside me twist uncomfortably. I was proud, yes, but also terrified of what could have happened.
"You know what?" I continued, my voice dropping low, my anger giving way to something colder, more fearful. "You should be thanking God that the ones they fought with weren't the ones sent to kill them... There are more guys out there-guys with guns."
"Hey, Krishn!" Dadi exclaimed, her shock clear as she processed my words.
I knew I had gone too far, but the worry gnawed at me, relentless. The image of Avantika-my wife-standing up against those men, defending herself and Devika, was too much to bear. The thought of what could have happened if those men had been armed... I couldn't shake it.
Without waiting for more response, I turned on my heel and stormed off to my room, slamming the door behind me. My heart was pounding, anger and worry swirling together, making it impossible to think straight. I couldn't stand to be around anyone right now-not when all I could think about was how close we had come to something terrible.
