First gift

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Yash had been gone for many hours, and Chiki was starting to get worried. She had tried calling and texting him, but there was no response. Their families were starting to ask questions, and Chiki was running out of excuses. She had never felt so alone and scared.

There was nock at the door when kne of the servent went to open the door and moved back and all of the family's members face turned towards the door who were asking about yash to chiki

Yash was at the door

Yash kaha ta tu ?? Dadi asked in anger

Dadi woh commissioner ka Sath Tha, yahs replied

Ok fine u could have told anyone here right ,chachi asked yash

Sorry it was urgent so I had to go

Fine, but today Aishwaryas parents had come to ask about what happened on that day also Aishwarya parents are telling that they dont want to be in this relationship so we could not talk anythis chachi told Yash

Chachi bas 10 din ma sab ka javab dunga thikha and Yash went near chiki and told her meet him in the terrace and left the hall

Chachi bas 10 din ma sab ka javab dunga thikha and Yash went near chiki and told her meet him in the terrace and left the hall

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Yash and Chiki stood on the terrace, the silence between them growing thicker by the second. The tension was palpable, and Chiki could feel the weight of Yash's gaze on her. Suddenly, he turned back to her, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Chiki, I need to ask you something," he said, his voice low and serious.

He turned his phone around, revealing a picture of a person she didn't recognize. "Do you know who this is?" he asked, his eyes searching hers for any sign of familiarity.

Chiki shook her head, feeling a sense of confusion. "No, I don't know who that is," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Are you sure?" Yash pressed, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Chiki took the phone from Yash's hand, her fingers brushing against his. She examined the picture more closely, studying the features of the person. He looked familiar, yet she couldn't quite place him.

"I don't know him," she said finally, shaking her head. "But there's something about him... he looks a bit similar to someone I've seen before."

Yash's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze intense. "Who?" he asked, his voice low and urgent.

Chiki hesitated, trying to place the memory. "I'm not sure," she admitted. "It's just a feeling. Maybe someone from my past, or someone I've seen in passing."

Yash's expression remained unreadable, but Chiki could sense a surge of interest from him. He took the phone back from her, his fingers brushing against hers once again.

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