The mall's vibrant energy continued to buzz around Kavya and Vishaili as they wrapped up their shopping. The excitement of the day had lifted Vishaili's spirits, but the recent encounter with Madhav left Kavya with lingering questions.
After their shopping spree, Vishaili and Kavya decided to grab a coffee at a nearby café. As they waited for their drinks, Vishaili's attention was drawn to Madhav, who had reappeared in the café's vicinity. His presence was unmistakable, and the sight of him immediately reminded Vishaili of their earlier encounter.
Vishaili noticed Madhav's tattoo peeking out from under his shirt sleeve as he casually sipped his coffee at a nearby table. The intricate design, which bore an uncanny resemblance to the patterns from their previous life, struck a chord with her. The realization hit her hard-this tattoo was a mark of a connection she had once cherished.
Her heart skipped a beat as she approached Madhav with a mix of curiosity and recognition. "Bhai?" she said, her voice barely above a whisper but filled with a blend of hope and disbelief.
Madhav, who had been lost in thought, was jolted by the unexpected address. He looked up, his eyes widening in surprise. "Vishaili," he said, trying to mask his shock. "What are you doing here?"
The familiar term "Bhai" had sent a jolt through Madhav. He looked at Vishaili with a pained expression, torn between acknowledging their past and maintaining his current facade. The tattoo on his arm was a constant reminder of his previous life and the familial bond they once shared.
Ignoring her attempt at connection, Madhav shifted uncomfortably. "I think there's been some mistake. I don't understand what you mean."
Vishaili's eyes searched his face for any sign of recognition, her heart aching with the weight of their past relationship. "No mistake, Bhai. I saw your tattoo, and it's just like the one you had before. I remember it clearly."
Madhav, feeling the pressure of her recognition, struggled to maintain his composure. "Vishaili, you must be mistaken. I'm not who you think I am."
His words were gentle but firm, a clear attempt to deflect the conversation. Madhav's mind was racing with thoughts of how to handle this unexpected revelation without compromising his current situation with Kavya and the complications of their past lives.
Seeing Madhav's resistance, Vishaili's expression shifted from hopeful to one of confusion and hurt. "Bhai, why are you denying it? I can see the resemblance, the tattoo-it's all so familiar. We've been through so much together."
Madhav tried to remain calm, but his emotions were a tangled mess. "I understand how you might feel, but I assure you, I am not the person you remember. Please, let's not discuss this any further."
Vishaili's eyes welled up with tears, and she nodded, feeling the weight of the rejection. "If that's how you feel, I won't press it. But I hope you find what you're looking for."
With that, Vishaili turned away, her shoulders slumped as she walked back to Kavya. Madhav watched her go, his heart heavy with the burden of their shared history and the inability to reconcile it with his present life.
Kavya, noticing Vishaili's distressed state, approached her with concern. "Vishaili, what happened?"
Vishaili shook her head, trying to compose herself. "It's nothing, Kavya. Just a misunderstanding."
As they left the café, Vishaili remained quiet, lost in thought. Madhav's reaction had left her with a sense of unease, but she resolved to give him space, hoping that the truth would come to light in time.
Madhav, left alone, stared at the spot where Vishaili had been. The encounter had stirred up memories and emotions he was struggling to keep under control. He knew that the path ahead was fraught with challenges, but he also understood that the truth could not be hidden forever.
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The Secret Of Rebirth(18+)
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