𝔅𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔖𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 #2
𝐶𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒
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Nitya Heer Tiwari had always been the strong one-the loyal friend, fierce and protective to her core.
But when tragedy strikes, h...
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There's a knock on my door as I am having my dinner.
It's been three days since I arrived and apart from Shivi and her family nobody came to visit me.
Who is it now?
I quietly dump my half eaten plate on the counter and wipe my hands in a clothe, then walking to the door, I carefully open it only to be met by the most relieving sight I have ever seen.
My family.
Or my once upon a time family.
"Bhabi!" Riya and Shreya squeals at the same time and engulfs me in side hugs. I am shocked as I return their hugs mechanically.
Aditi and Kabir hug me tightly, and Ma pats my cheek with affection.
"Won't you invite us in?" Riya asks.
"She wouldn't want to see us," Riya says, her voice unsure as she avoids my gaze.
"Shit." Kabir scratches the back of his head. "Maybe we should go away," he suggests, while I grapple with how happy I feel just having them here.
"That's why I said to ask her before bulldozing into her life," Aditi scolds him.
A chuckle escapes me, a wave of relief washing over as their usual chaos fills the room.
"Come in," I say, a small smile spreading across my face.
Everyone sighs in relief and steps inside, their eyes roaming my home, curiously. The one I lived in before marriage.
Once they settle on the couch, I take a seat in the chair facing them.
Everyone stares at me silently and I raise my brows.
"How did you know I was here?" I ask them.
"Shivi di told Ma." Riya provides, and her eyes widens when Ma sighs resignedly.
I look at her questioningly, and she fidgets nervously with her hands. "She updated me about how you were, from time to time," she admits softly. My gaze sweeps over all of them, and they nod in unison.
"Please don't blame her, beta," Ma interjects, her tone gentle yet pleading. "I was the one who pestered her to tell us about you. I didn’t want to disturb you by contacting you directly, so I found a way that would be harmless." Her eyes search mine, silently asking for understanding.
I shake my head. "No, it's okay, Ma. I know you care about me," I reassure her, my voice thick as the back of my eyes sting with unshed tears.
"Did you all eat?" I ask, breaking the silence that feels so uncharacteristic of them.
