Forged In Fate: Uljhi Doriya~

𝟻.𑁍║Entering Lion's Den║𑁍

{Uvani POV}

As I entered my home, I first prioritise care for the kitten, feeding her milk and food to help her recover. Her vulnerable state mirrored my own tumultuous emotions.

Then, I went upstairs to my room and glanced in the mirror. My heart still felt uneasy, and my mind was racing.

I didn't want to face the public yet, fearing their judgment. For seven years, I had hidden my true self, but now the anxiety was overwhelming. Similar situations in the past had left me shaken, but this time it felt even worse.

The news was spreading rapidly, making me feel vulnerable. I felt like I was losing control, and my carefully built defenses were crumbling.

This situation is exacerbated by the intense publicity,....and I didn't just involve anyone – it was ...Reyansh Singhaal.... Honestly, I feel more guilty than afraid. I dragged him into this chaos,but.... isn't it's partially his fault for making a scene,huh? If he had let me go quietly, none of this would've happened.

God i blaming him again...BUT HE DID MADE A SCENE!....Shhhh Uvani stop.

I scold myself for blaming him. It's not his fault; I'm the one who put him in this situation

After the flight, I headed straight to the studio, that's why i had no time to freshen up. So, A quick shower was just what I needed to clear my mind. I grabbed the first outfit I saw in my predominantly white wardrobe – a simple white kurti-dupatta set. I changed hastily, my mind elsewhere.

I combed my hair and rushed out of the room, heading to the spare music room where Abhi sometimes practices. That's where his silver guitar waited, customized with flowers and music cords I had painted on it. I carefully placed it in its cover and picked it up.

As I passed the kitten, now peacefully sleeping after all the chaos, I knelt down and gently stroked her head.

"I'm so sorry you had to endure all this because of me." I whispered, cooing softly as I gently lifted the kitten into my arms. With a heavy sigh, I gathered my thoughts and prepared to leave.

I carefully sat the guitar on the backseat, and settled into the driver's seat. The kitten snuggled into the passenger seat.

As I arrived at Sweet & Fun Cafe, owned by my best friend Advita, I carried the kitten inside. The staff greeted me warmly.

"Good morning, Uvani!"

"Good morning! Where's Advita?" I asked, matching their enthusiasm.

"Actually our VIP customer has their child's birthday party today, and Advita is handling the sweets area. She'll be back soon. Would you like to wait? We'll bring you coffee?" the staff replied, their voice bright.

"No no, thank you so much. But I have a small task to attend to. Could you please keep my kitten safe and hand her over to Advita when she returns? I'll come back later." I requested, gently handing over the kitten.

"Of course, my pleasure!" The staff assured me with a smile.

I trusted them implicitly and exited the cafe, returning to my car to head to the address Abhi had sent me.

The Singhaal villa sprawled across a vast, heavily secured estate, shrouded in luxurious solitude.

As I parked and stepped out, guitar slung over my shoulder, my heart sank. The Singhaal villa's entrance was swarming with reporters. Flashbacks and anxiety resurfaced...why their is so much crowd here?

I quickly dialed Abhi, but he didn't answer.

"God, Abhi!" I sighed.

Taking a deep breath, I bravely walked through the gate, navigating through the reporters.