Threads of Love

42. The coronation day

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A week later, the next day was the coronation ceremony. It was late at night and Shivansh's wasn't back till now. Kashi was busy with selecting the dress that she had to wear. She had opened up whole of her closet to select the attire.

When Shivansh came inside. He was shocked to see his room turned into a shop. " This is my room right because it looks like a showroom. " said Shivansh.

Kashi looked at him while making a face. " Oh please Shivansh ji, I was just looking for the dress to wear tomorrow. I have to look like the Hukum Rani Sa. " said Kashi. Shivansh smiled. " Amm, this is for you." said Shivansh.

Kashi looked at the folder that Shivansh was holding. " What is this?" she asked while taking the folder. " Your house that your mother sold." said Shivansh was sitting down. Kashi was shocked as she opened the folder.

" But how?" asked Kashi, " Actually." replied Shivansh.

Flashback, a day before yesterday, Shivansh was sitting in the office. When Jai came inside with a man. Shivansh looked at that man with no emotion in his eyes. " What is it, Shivansh? That you called me from Banaras? " asked Mr Kashyap. 

Shivansh got up. " Actually, I wanted that is officially of your wife's first husband. I want that back for my wife. " said Shivansh, " No. " said Mr Kashyap, " How much money do you want?" asked Shivansh.

" I said no." said Kashi. Shivansh took a deep breath and then picked a check and signed it. he threw it on the table. " This is one crore." said Shivansh. Mr Kashyap picked the check and smiled.

Shivansh knew that Mr Kashyap is greedy for money. " You will get the papers by tomorrow. " said Mr Kashyap and then left from there. 

Present time, Kashi was shocked with the money that Shivansh spent to buy the money the house back.

Kashi stood there, her eyes wide as she held the folder in her hands, unable to believe what she was seeing. "Shivansh ji, you... you really bought my childhood home?" Her voice was barely above a whisper, the shock evident in her tone.

Shivansh smiled softly, watching her reaction. "Yes, Kashi. I know how much that house meant to you. The memories it holds, the connection you have to your father—it's priceless. So, I did what I could to bring it back to you." said Shivansh.

Kashi's hands trembled as she flipped through the papers, tears welling up in her eyes. "But... one crore? Shivansh ji, that's an enormous amount. I... I can't let you spend so much money on me. I'll find a way to give it back to you. Maybe... maybe I can name the house after you, or—" said Kashi.

Before she could continue, Shivansh gently took the folder from her hands and placed it on the table. He cupped her face in his hands, his expression tender yet firm. 

"Kashi, you don't have to give me anything in return. This house, these memories, they are a part of you. And what's yours is mine. My money, my resources—they are yours too. There's no need for you to worry about the cost." said Shivansh.

Kashi blinked, her tears threatening to spill over. "But... but Shivansh ji, this house holds the memories of my father. I feel like I'm taking something from you that doesn't belong to me." said Kashi.

Shivansh shook his head, his thumb brushing away a tear that escaped down her cheek. "You're not taking anything from me, Kashi. If anything, you're giving me the privilege of sharing in your past, of being a part of something that is so deeply meaningful to you. And that, in itself, is more than enough." said Shivansh.

Kashi looked up at him, her heart swelling with emotion. "Shivansh ji, you've given me something I never thought I'd have again—a piece of my childhood, a connection to my father. I don't know how to thank you." said Kashi.