In the heart of the dense Kumarila Forest in Madhya Pradesh, six friends set out for an adventure, seeking a break from their busy lives. Shubman and Sharvari, who have been together for years, are joined by Ishan and Samiya, who share a deep, unspo...
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25 Years Ago,
On a deserted road in Chandigarh, the winter winds swept through the air, chilling everything around.
The moonlight illuminated the quiet night, casting long shadows across the empty lanes. A man and a woman stood at the side of the road, holding hands tightly as if they were each other's only source of warmth.
The woman's eyes were filled with tears, her breath forming small clouds in the cold air. She looked up at the man, her expression a mix of fear and hope. "Amar," she said softly, her voice trembling. "I'm pregnant."
Amar froze for a moment, his eyes wide with shock. But then, without hesitation, he pulled her into a tight embrace, his arms wrapping around her protectively.
"Everything will be fine," he whispered, his lips brushing against her forehead in a tender kiss. "I promise, main sab theek kar dunga."
The woman's tears fell more freely now, but there was a sense of comfort in his words.
She held on to him as if he were her lifeline, both of them standing on that lonely road, unaware of the dark fate that would soon change everything.
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Present Day,
A few days had passed since the group had decided on their weekend trip. The excitement was building, and everyone was busy preparing for the adventure ahead.
Samiya, as always, was at Ishan's apartment, helping him pack for the trip. She had done this so many times before, but today, something felt different.
Ishan was sitting on the floor, lazily throwing clothes into his suitcase, while Samiya carefully folded them and arranged everything properly. It was their usual routine-he would create the mess, and she would organize it.
As she reached for a shirt, He looked up at her with a teasing glint in his eyes. "Aaj tumhari aankhon mein kuch alag hi chamak hai. Kuch hua hai kya?" he asked, grinning.
She rolled her eyes but smiled slightly, pretending to ignore the flutter in her chest. "Tumhe koi farak nahi padta, tum toh bas apni hi duniya mein khoye rehte ho," she replied, trying to sound casual, though her heart was racing just a little faster.
Ishan chuckled and continued tossing random things into the suitcase. "Meri duniya mein? Achha, toh tumhari duniya kya hai? Batao toh zara."
Samiya shook her head, laughing softly at his playful tone. "Meri duniya thodi organized hai, unlike tumhari," she teased, earning a mock-offended look from him.
As they worked, the easy banter continued, but something shifted when he accidentally knocked over a packet of nachos from the table.
Both of them instinctively crouched down to pick it up at the same time, and suddenly, their faces were inches apart.
