Hello everyone 🤗
Your author is finally back with a new chapter after suffering from a terrible case of writer's block. I'm so sorry you all had to wait so long for this update, but I just wasn't in the right zone to write. Half of this chapter was written long ago, but for some unknown reason, I just couldn't bring myself to complete it. However, reading your sweet comments and feeling your constant support truly helped me push through this block, and I can't thank you enough for that. So, here it is the long-awaited new chapter. Okay, enough talking now please enjoy!❤️
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As the grand reception continued, the hall buzzed with a symphony of loud murmurs and excited whispers, all eyes fixed on the newlyweds. Chandeliers sparkled above, casting a warm glow on the regal couple who seemed to radiate an aura of timeless elegance. The grandeur of the event the opulent decorations, the intricate floral arrangements, the orchestral music, all paled in comparison to the magnetic presence of Kashi and Vishwanath.
Standing beside Vishwanath, Kashi could feel the curious gazes of the guests on her, their silent judgments whispering through the room like an unspoken conversation. Despite the grandeur surrounding her, an odd sense of unease crept in. She wasn't used to this world, the dazzling gowns, the effortless poise, the refined sophistication. And though Vishwanath stood beside her, radiating dominance and power, silently reassuring her that he is always there for her she just couldn't shake the feeling of being out of place.
"Veer ji, I will be right back," she whispered softly, looking up at him.
He frowned slightly, his sharp eyes studying her. "Where are you going?"
"Just to the washroom," she replied with a small, reassuring smile, though the truth was, she needed a moment to breathe.
Vishwanath's protective gaze didn't waver. "Alright, but don't take too long."
She nodded and turned away, walking down the quieter corridor leading to the restrooms. The noise of the celebration gradually faded behind her, leaving only the soft sound of her block heels clicking against the marble floor. The silence was a welcome relief, until a familiar voice broke it.
"Well, look who it is."
Kashi stopped in her tracks, her breath catching as she turned. Standing in front of her was Maya Mittal, her perfectly manicured hands crossed over her chest, flanked by her usual two sycophantic friends. Their faces were painted with amusement, their eyes gleaming with malice.
Maya smirked, crossing her arms as she eyed Kashi with amusement. "Well, well, look who we have here? The Queen of Bundelkhand or you can say the cupcake stall girl, isn't it?" Maya said, her tone dripping with disdain.
Kashi's heart sank. She recognized Maya from their earlier interactions. as someone who had taken an instant dislike to her. There was a sharp edge to Maya's tone, laced with mockery, as if she found it amusing to remind Kashi of her place.
"Excuse me? What do you mean?" Kashi asked, her voice barely above a whisper, uncertainty creeping into her eyes.
"Don't play dumb," Maya said, stepping closer, her heels clicking menacingly against the marble. "You were the girl running that pathetic little stall that day, weren't you? Tell us, what magic trick did you use to trap Vishwanath Rai Singhania? It must be one hell of a scam to make him fall for.....someone like you."
A round of laughter erupted from her friends.
Kashi's throat tightened, but she took a deep breath, willing herself to stay calm. She looked at Maya, her eyes filled with quiet resolve. "I didn't do anything," she said softly but firmly. "I don't know why you think that way, but Vishwanath ji isn't someone who can be fooled so easily. If you really believe I tricked him, then maybe....you don't know him at all."
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Kashi Vishwanath: Two Eclipsed Hearts 💕
RomanceTwo hearts, worlds apart one bound by royal legacy, the other by quiet resilience are destined to collide in the most unexpected way. Kashi Sharma, a 20-year-old girl from a small town Jhansi, has faced more hardships than most her age. Abandoned by...
