Sejal was taken back to her own mansion after the wedding, not a new one.
Everything felt overwhelming as she entered her room, throwing things around in frustration.
She tried calling Aarav, but he didn't answer. She started to worry, and then it hit her-maybe Arav never loved her at all. She sat down, crying, feeling completely betrayed.
As she cried, Vikram walked in and tried to calm her. "Sejal, don't get too stressed. You're pregnant, you need to relax," he said softly, but his words only made her angrier.
Without thinking, Sejal slapped him hard. His head turned, but he didn't react, staying calm and strong.
"How dare you!" Sejal shouted. "What are you trying to do? Don't act like you care about me! You married me even though you know I'm pregnant with another man's child! What are you planning?"
She grabbed Vikram by the collar, shaking him, demanding answers. Tears filled her eyes as she yelled, "Why did you marry me?"
Vikram finally looked at her, his expression dark. "You're overreacting. We'll talk about this later," he said calmly.
Sejal tried to slap him again, but this time Vikram caught her hand firmly. His eyes were cold, and his grip was strong. "Rest now, Sejal. We'll talk later," he said again, letting go of her hand like she didn't matter. He walked out of the room and quietly closed the door behind him.
Sejal stood there, feeling lost, angry, and heartbroken, with no answers to her questions.
A week had passed, and Sejal stayed locked in her room, refusing to talk to anyone.
Vikram and her father didn't dare approach her, knowing how fragile and angry she felt. Inside, Sejal was overwhelmed with pain and frustration.
She couldn't believe this was her life now, the man who caused her mother's death was her husband, and no one seemed to see how wrong that was.
Her mind kept spinning with feelings of betrayal and disbelief.
She tried to reach Aarav, the man she thought would stand by her, but he never answered.
Each attempt ended in silence, reminding her how alone she really was.
How could he leave her? She was carrying his child, and now she was married to someone she despised.
Sejal couldn't live like this anymore. Crying in her room wasn't helping, so she decided to take control of her life.
Determined, she contacted her lawyer friend and asked for divorce papers.
Two weeks later, she finally stepped out of her room with those papers in hand. Her father, relieved to see her, smiled slightly.
Vikram, who had also been waiting, looked up, sensing something had shifted.
"Sejal, are you alright?" her father asked gently, his concern clear.
Sejal stopped in front of them, her eyes cold and full of resolve. "Dad, I have something to say."
Without hesitation, she threw the divorce papers in Vikram's face. "Tell him to sign these," she said sharply.
Vikram, initially calm, picked up the papers and started reading.
His expression darkened as he saw the word "divorce." His jaw clenched with anger, but he stayed quiet.
Her father was the first to speak, shocked. "Divorce? Sejal, have you lost your mind? This isn't happening!"
"Why?!" Sejal's voice shook with anger.
"I don't love him! I love Aarav! I only married Vikram because you forced me!"
