Crossroads of love: Enstranged or Adultery?

Destined in the Stars

Nandini watches Raghav, walks away after their brief farewell. She turns back to Manik with a gentle smile, her eyes silently asking for his permission to introduce him to her dad. Manik gives a small nod, his expression calm yet supportive.

Nandini: So, um... let me introduce you two properly— (Nandini began, her voice barely above a whisper.)

Before she could finish her sentence, Mohit cut her in between.

Mohit: Nandini, actually... I've got to go speak to someone. (He announced, gesturing towards Priya who was making her way out.) Put a little sense in her head before she leaves.

Nandini's smile faltered. She could sense her Mohit reluctance, his unspoken words hanging heavy in the air.

Nandini: Alright, sure. (She replied, her voice laced with disappointment.) Another time, then?

Mohit placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. 

Mohit: Of course. I'll meet Manik properly one of these days. Don't worry.

With a courteous nod towards Manik, Mohit hurried off, leaving Nandini feeling a pang of disappointment.

Manik squeezed her hand gently, his touch a comforting balm. 

Manik: Hey, don't worry. We'll have our moment. It doesn't need to be rushed.

Nandini smiled softly, her heart filled with gratitude. 

Nandini: Thank you... for being so patient.

Manik returned her smile, his hand lingering in hers for a moment longer. 

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Rishabh and Manik led Nandini into a vibrant, open space. Colorful barriers, targets, and a plethora of paintball equipment filled the area. Nandini's eyes widened in curiosity.

Nandini: Where... where exactly are we? (She asked, her voice filled with confusion and amusement.)

Manik (grinned.): It's a shooting area, but don't worry—it's just color bullets. Thought it might be a good way to... channel some of those feelings. You know, have a bit of fun after everything in court.

Rishabh (chimed in.): Yeah, let's get messy and shake things up a bit. Let loose, Nandini!

Nandini chuckled, already feeling a little lighter. The trio picked up their gear and dove into the game. Soon, they were running around, laughing, and aiming colorful shots at each other. Nandini managed to land the first hit on Manik, who dramatically feigned injury.

Manik: Ouch! That was a direct hit, Nandini! You're ruthless! (He exclaimed.)

Nandini (laughed.): Guess you'll have to step up your game, then!

Rishabh, ever the sneaky one, crept up behind them, surprising both with a colorful barrage.

Rishabh: Both of you are easy targets! (He teased.)

The trio continued their playful battle, dodging and shooting until they were covered in a riot of colors. Once the game was over, they headed to a nearby restaurant. Rishabh sighed contentedly as he rose from his seat. 

Rishabh: That was exactly what we needed. (He said, his voice filled with relief.) I should head back, but you two enjoy the rest of the evening.

Nandini: Thanks, Rishabh. 

Rishabh waved goodbye and left, leaving Nandini and Manik alone. Manik's gaze lingered on Nandini, a soft, almost hesitant expression on his face.

Nandini: What's wrong, Manik? Why do you look so... intense? (Nandini asked, noticing his unusual demeanor.)