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.A/N: I’d recommend listening to "Hasi" by Shreya Ghoshal and "Sunn Raha Hai Na Tu" (male version) while reading this part.
Trust me, it’s worth it... the music will pull you right into the world of Mr. and Mrs. Rajvansh, letting you feel every emotion, every unspoken word, and every heartbeat of their story. 🎧✨
Author’s POV:
Sometimes, words alone aren’t enough to capture the depth of a moment.. that’s where music steps in. Close your eyes for a second, let the melodies blend with the scenes unfolding before you, and allow yourself to drift into their world... a world where silence speaks louder than words, and love lingers in every glance.
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Author's pov:
Everyone froze. The party that was filled with laughter a moment ago had gone silent, leaving only the close ones in the room.
Jutin and Maya exchanged a worried glance. They had no idea what was unfolding.
Abhimanyu's voice broke the stillness.
"Why!... I missed you,"he whispered.Shivani's chest tightened. She had missed him too. Without thinking, she wrapped her arms around him. He clung to her, tears slipping down his face.
"You're safe," he murmured, as if convincing himself. "Do you know where I searched for you? You left me when I needed you most. How could you do this to me? At least... you could have told me." His voice cracked, his grief spilling into complaints as he broke the hug.
Shivani lowered her gaze, guilt heavy in her throat.
"I'm sorry. Everything happened because of me. That day... you took the bullet for me. It should've been me..."
"Stop," he cut her off. His voice was rough but steady. "For you, I can take a hundred bullets. But without you? These last two years were hell." His eyes locked on hers. Around them, everyone began to piece together the truth.. they weren't strangers, they were something deeper. Maybe even lovers.
"I'm not good for you, Abhi. Not for you, not for your family." Her voice trembled as old wounds resurfaced.
"You deserve better. That day, they accused me of things I never did. They said they loved me, but when I needed trust... they judged me. Called me a home-breaker. I might forgive, but I'll never forget."
Abhimanyu's eyes searched for hers with a desperate hope. But fate had its own script.
"Jo unhone kiya uski saza mujhe kyon, Shivi? Mera kya kasoor tha? Main kaise jeeta rahoon aise?"
Her eyes glistened, but she stood her ground.
"Abhimanyu... please leave. I don't want to go back with you. I'm happy here. I've built a new life, a new family. Please... just go." She stepped back, but he caught her wrist.
"Please don't..." she tried to free herself.
"Bhabhi..." Adhi's voice cracked as he stepped forward.
"Please don't do this. That day... bhai had no idea what was happening. You don't know how he's lived these two years. He wasn't living.. he was just breathing. He barely ate, barely slept. He drowned himself in work, became a shadow of himself. From the day you left, he hasn't stepped foot in Rajvansh Palace. He moved out. He cut everyone off... except me, Arha, Dadi, and Manu. He stopped smiling. He became.."

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MR & MRS RAJVANSHI
RomanceLOVE-a feeling that transcends words. Invisible to the eye, yet deeply felt by the soul. It binds two hearts for eternity, bringing both joy and pain, often serving as the cure for the wounds it creates. This is the story of SHIVANI AND ABHIMANYU, t...