The scene begins with Shaurya and Palki standing together, looking at Kriti. Just then, something goes into Palki’s eye, and she winces in pain.
Shaurya immediately notices and leans closer. “What happened? Did something go into your eye?”
Palki nods, blinking rapidly. “I think so. It hurts.”
Shaurya gently takes her hand and guides her to sit. “Hold on. Let me check.” He moves closer, his fingers brushing her cheek lightly as he inspects her eye.
Palki winces again. “It’s still there.”
Shaurya softly blows on her eye. “Better?”
A faint smile appears on Palki’s lips. “A little.”
Shaurya smirks. “Let me try again.” He blows gently, this time causing Palki to giggle.
“That tickles!” she says, laughing.
Shaurya chuckles, his eyes twinkling. “At least you’re laughing now.”
Unbeknownst to them, Kriti watches from a distance, her face clouded with jealousy. She clenches her fists and walks away in a huff. Shaurya notices her leaving and frowns, his expression suddenly tensed.
---
In another corner, Raajveer is chatting with a girl. “You’re really sweet, Payal.”
The girl furrows her brows. “I’m Mona, not Payal!”
Before Raajveer can recover, Anika strides up to them. “Raajveer, give me my phone.”
Raajveer sighs dramatically. “Why don’t you ever let me talk to anyone in peace?” He quickly diverts Mona’s attention. “Excuse me for a moment.” Turning to Anika, he whispers, “You’re ruining my moment here!”
Anika raises an eyebrow. “Good. You deserve it.”
Raajveer rolls his eyes. “You’re impossible.” He turns back to Mona, but she’s already walked away, looking annoyed.
“Happy now?” he snaps at Anika.
She smirks. “Very.”
---
Back with Shaurya and Palki, Palki looks at him with a serious expression. “I know what’s going on between you and Kriti.”
Shaurya looks surprised. “What do you mean?”
Palki sighs. “Kriti is angry with you. She feels like I’ve come between you two. She told me as much.”
Shaurya shakes his head. “It’s not like that.”
Palki interrupts. “She doesn’t like me, Shaurya. She thinks I’ve taken you away from her.”
Shaurya frowns, his voice firm. “And what do you think?”
Palki looks down, her voice soft. “I think she’s hurting. She’s your childhood friend, and it’s hard for her to accept that you’ve moved on. She’s like a child who’s lost her favorite toy. But you should talk to her, Shaurya. She needs to feel like she still matters to you.”
Shaurya stares at her, his expression softening. “Why are you so good, Palki? Why do you always think about others, even if it means putting yourself second?”
Palki smiles faintly. “I’m not as good as you think. I’ve doubted you before, Shaurya. Like at the jewelry showroom inauguration, I thought you were with someone else.”
Shaurya looks at her intently. “You should have just asked me, Palki. I would’ve told you the truth.”
She shakes her head. “I was scared. Scared that you’d say something I didn’t want to hear. But now, I know better. You’ve given me so much, Shaurya. You’ve made me feel alive again.”
Shaurya’s voice is thick with emotion. “Why didn’t I meet you earlier, Palki?”
Palki wipes the tears from his face. “Maybe it wasn’t the right time. But we’re here now, together.”
Shaurya cups her face gently. “I don’t care about the past anymore. I just want to be with you.”
They hug tightly, their emotions pouring out. In the background, Kriti watches them, her eyes filled with tears. She turns away and approaches Viraj, who is standing nearby.
---
Later, Kriti stands close to Viraj and whispers to his friends, “Can I steal him for a dance?”
Viraj raises an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you ask me first?”
Kriti grins mischievously. “Would you say no?”
Viraj chuckles. “Not at all.”
They head to the dance floor, and Kriti begins to dance with him, trying to mask her hurt by focusing on Viraj.
Meanwhile, Shaurya and Palki watch from a distance. Palki leans closer to Shaurya. “She’s trying to move on. Maybe you should let her.”
Shaurya nods, but his eyes remain on Kriti. “I just hope she’s happy.”
Palki smiles, her hand resting on his arm. “She will be, eventually. You’ll see.”
Shaurya turns to her, his gaze softening. “How do you always know the right thing to say?”
Palki laughs lightly. “It’s a gift.”
Shaurya pulls her closer, his arm wrapping around her waist. “You’re my gift, Palki.”
Palki blushes, looking away shyly. “Shaurya…”
He tilts her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Don’t look away. I want to see the woman who’s changed my life forever.”
Palki’s eyes glisten with unshed tears. “And I want to see the man who’s taught me how to love again.”
The moment is interrupted as the song changes, and everyone claps for Dadu, who begins dancing. Raajveer slips and falls onto Anika, causing laughter to erupt around them.
As the night goes on, Shaurya and Palki share stolen glances and tender touches, their love growing stronger with each passing moment.
That's it for today's update
Signing off
Diksha
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The Second Chance
FanfictionThis touching story follows Shaurya, a single father who struggles to fully love his daughter, Roohi, because she reminds him of his late wife. Roohi becomes attached to Palki, a kind woman who brings warmth and love into their lives.As Shaurya face...
