The Mystery [UNDER MAJOR EDITING]

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KAIRA POV

We finally reached to our new house. But I was flabbergasted to see the sight ahead of me. Our car came across the same gate that I saw in my dream. The security guard opened the gate and Karan took our car inside. We moved out of the car and I just pinched myself to make myself realize that what I see in front is not a dream but a reality. Yes, it was real. I can't believe my eyes. I am stunned to see the same mansion which I saw in my dream. I think am going to be crazy now.

"What happened, Kaira? Why you looked so tensed?" I heard Karan's voice.

Looking at my surprised expression, I think Karan must have noticed that I am distrubed. But that doesn't mean I can tell him, afterall it was just a dream and it is a coincidence that it became true. I shouldn't be worried for such a stupid thing. I tried to act normal.

"Is this our new house, Karan?" I posed trying to look shocked.

"Yes sis, how's our house?" Karan asked.

"House??? In what way does this mansion looks like a house?" I asked.

"Of course a mansion, are you expecting me to buy a small house when I am the most successful businessman?" Karan said with a smirk.

I raised my both hands in defeat. My parents smiled at each other knowing our everyday's drama. We all walked toward the mansion. As we were moving, we heard a male voice.

"Welcome Mehraji." A man in 40s appeared before us. He is probably a Punjabi guy. He was wearing a turban on his head. He was short and fat. He had beard and a pleasant smile on his face.

"Hello Mr.Singh." Karan greeted him.

"Mom, Dad, let me introduce you to my agent who helped me to get me this mansion, Mr. Kuldeep Singh and Mr. Singh, these are my parents."

How rude my brother is? He didn't mention my name. Am I not important to him?

"Helloji. I am glad that finally you got the desired mansion you wanted. Let me show you the mansion. Come with me ji." Mr. Singh said in one breath.

We all proceeded to our new mansion followed by Mr. Singh. I was very much excited to see the mansion. As we entered, I had another heart break; the hall we entered is the same I saw in my dream. Am I thinking too much about the stupid dream? The same sofa, the same surrounding, the same canvas and the same painting of that man; all are same. Does it even possible that the things you saw in dream turned out to be true? The truth to be told it was exact. Oh My God!!! It's unbelievable.