In the lively city of Hyderabad, Vrindha is a passionate IAS officer determined to make a difference. She juggles her demanding job with the expectations of her traditional family. Krishna is a dedicated lawyer who fights for justice and hopes to c...
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As soon as their eyes met, Krishna walked up to her, opening his arms wide. She didn't hesitate. she rushed into his embrace, feeling the warmth and comfort she had been craving. The world outside faded away, and for that moment, it was just the two of them.
Parvathi, Shankar, and Subhadra watched the scene unfold, their expressions a mix of sadness and happiness. They understood the weight of the circumstances surrounding the young couple, yet couldn't help but feel the palpable connection between them.
Krishna pulled back slightly by still holding her shoulders. His gaze is searching hers.
Krishna : Do you trust me ?
Vrindha nodded and her heart is swelling with a mixture of love and concern.
Krishna : Are you happy to marry me ?
She hesitated for a brief moment, contemplating the whirlwind of emotions they were both navigating. But in her heart, she knew the answer.
Vrindha : Yes.
Vrindha gave a confident answer.
With a tender smile, Krishna leaned in closer, joining their foreheads together. He kissed her forehead affectionately.
Krishna : I only belong to you, Vrindha. No one can separate us.
In that intimate moment, the noise of the world outside faded, and all that mattered was their connection. A promise that they would face whatever came their way together. It was a vow against the uncertainty looming ahead, and in that shared breath, they felt fortified, ready to confront the challenges that lay ahead.
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Govind paced the living room, his thoughts are a whirlwind of anxiety and confusion. The promise he had made to his dying friend, Raju, echoed in his mind, a weight he couldn't shake off. He had approached Krishna, hoping for a conversation that might bridge the gap between them, but his son remained unyieldingly silent, exhausted from the strain of their recent conflicts. The tension hung heavy in the air, thick with unspoken words and unresolved emotions.
Govind's heart twisted as he considered the choices laid before him. He had watched Vrindha grow up, had cherished moments with her family, and felt a genuine fondness for her. If it weren't for the promise binding him to Meera, he would have welcomed a union between Krishna and Vrindha with open arms. The very thought of it brought him comfort, yet duty loomed larger than personal desire.
Just then, he noticed Krithi standing by the doorway with her expression a mixture of disappointment and determination. She looked at him as if he were a criminal, her eyes fierce and unwavering.
Govind : What is it, Krithi ?
Krithi stepped forward with her arms crossed defiantly over her chest.
Krithi : How can you do this to Krishna ? You're treating him like he has no say in his own life !
Krithi told in an accusing tone. Govind felt irritation flare in his chest. It was a feeling he had grown accustomed to in recent days, but her words cut deeper than he expected.
