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This is one of the books in the series: Destined To Be. (can be called a collection of books)
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A/N: Something which you were expecting from the last two chapters is here! Go read and vote ;) And I am waiting for your comments too :)
Video Attached: Reprise (Cover) version of 'Tu Zaroori' by Arman Malik. The original version of this song is still in my playlist and I think this song just makes the lyrics more beautiful.
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Crossing the railway tracks, Krishna found himself surrounded by a serene scene of lush greenery and timeless Victorian architecture. The old British-era houses—yellow and white with maroon-tiled roofs and separate quarters for servants—were lined up in perfect order. The streets and intersections were unusually quiet, almost eerie, except for a brief interruption when a cuckoo perched on a thin branch of a banyan tree sang a melodious tune, briefly shattering the silence.
As the bird's song ended, the only sounds that filled the air were the constant crunching of the tires over dry leaves and the soft clicks of him shifting gears.
Krishna turned the last left towards his destination, feeling a wave of nostalgia wash over him. He had been here before, back when his parents insisted on digging into Xavier's background. They had wanted to know everything—his family, his schooling, his friends, his work, and even his romantic history. Being a police officer, Krishna had the resources to gather all that information, confirming that Xavier was a clean guy, an eligible bachelor. He remembered the relief on his father's face when he'd delivered the report, especially after Subhadra had dropped the bombshell of her intent to marry Xavier, and no one else.
Arriving at the house, Krishna parked his jeep and took a moment to fix his hair, whistling a random tune as he stepped out. But as he rounded the vehicle, he stopped dead in his tracks. His breath hitched, and his heart pounded as he blinked rapidly, wondering if his eyes were deceiving him.
