AKSHAT SINGHANIA - A literature professor in Singania Institute of Arts and Commerce. He is soft and caring person
with a tough exterior, who doesn't believe in love or marriage because of his parent's broken relationship and his ex wife's betrayal...
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A/N- I understand that some of you still have strong opinions about Nandini, but I need to clarify something, THE PLOT HAS CHANGED. I deleted that part, rewrote it, and made sure things are different now. So, I genuinely expect you all to let go of the old storyline and try to see things from a fresh perspective. Nothing has happened the way it did before. The things that originally offended you are no longer part of the story.
Till now, the only thing Nandini has done that upset some of you is acting like she slept with someone. I completely understand your opinions on that, and you are free to comment about it. But hating her for a plot that doesn't even exist anymore makes no sense. If the outcome is the same, why did I even bother changing it? If I still have to see the same hate comments, I might as well have kept the original storyline, right?
When something truly happens that you don't like, I will gladly accept all the criticism. I did it before, and I will do it again. But at this point, there is nothing to hate her for. So, I request you all to keep an open mind and judge the story for what it is now, not for what it used to be.
Akshat was walking down the hallway. Just as he was about to turn toward the living room, his steps faltered.
He saw Vedant heading toward the door. Krishiv, on the other hand, was still sitting on the couch, his arms lazily draped over the backrest, his expression unreadable.
Vedant stopped, turning slightly, his lips curling into a small smirk. "Apne ghar." His tone was casual, teasing even. Then, tilting his head toward where Amrit and Kavya were sitting, he added, "Amrit and Kavya are also there."
A teasing edge slipped into his voice, his eyes glinting mischievously.
Akshat raised an eyebrow, pretending to consider something before he asked, "Umm... mai bhi chalun?"
Before Vedant could answer, Vishakha's sharp voice cut through the air.
"No need." She didn't even look up from where she was sitting, but her words were final. "Jisko jo karna hai wo kar sakta hai."
Vedant shook his head in amusement before glancing at Krishiv. His smirk widened.
"Tu bhi not allowed."
Krishiv, who had been sipping his tea lazily, froze mid-sip. He slowly lowered the cup and frowned.
"Mujhe jaana bhi nahi." His tone was flat, as if the very idea of going had never even crossed his mind.
Vedant chuckled, rolling his eyes at his dramatic best friend.
Just as he turned to leave, Akshat suddenly called out.
