🖤 So the story continues…
🌸 At Adya's side…
The house was finally quiet.
After the chaos, the noise, the danger—
This silence felt strange.
Almost unfamiliar.
Kaashvi looked at everyone carefully, her eyes filled with concern.
"Dii… you all are okay?"
Anu gave a small reassuring smile.
"Yes, Kaashu… we're fine."
Ridhima nodded too, though her expression still held traces of what had happened earlier.
A pause settled between them.
Heavy… but calm.
Adya stood near the window, looking outside.
Her face was composed as always—
But her thoughts weren't.
After a few seconds, she spoke,
"Tomorrow… we're going to India."
Everyone looked at her.
The decision was sudden—
But something in her tone made it clear—
It wasn't up for discussion.
Anu nodded slowly.
"Okay…"
Kaashvi looked a little surprised.
"So soon?"
Adya didn't turn.
"Yes."
A small silence again.
Then Adya turned toward Ridhima.
"Ridhi… Armaan bhai came here?"
Ridhima blinked, then nodded.
"Yes… he came yesterday."
Pause.
"I met him at the restaurant… but you all were busy."
Anu's expression changed slightly.
"You didn't tell us?"
Kaashvi immediately added,
"Yes, Ridhi di… why didn't you say anything?"
Ridhima sighed softly.
Her shoulders dropped a little.
"Because you all were busy…"
Pause.
"And honestly… bhai didn't even tell me he was coming."
She looked at them.
"Sorry, guys…"
For a moment—
No one said anything.
Adya walked toward her slowly.
Her expression calm.
"It's okay."
Just two words.
But enough.
Ridhima looked at her, slightly relieved.
Then Adya spoke again,
"Go and sleep. We're leaving early tomorrow."
"Okay," they all replied.
"Good night…"
"Good night…"
One by one—
They went to their rooms.
But Adya didn't move.
She stood there alone.
Her thoughts slowly drifting back—
To the meeting.
To the chaos.
To him.
Shivansh.
Her jaw tightened slightly.
"Why did I go back…?" she whispered to herself.
She closed her eyes for a moment.
Then shook her head.
"Focus."
And walked to her room.
🖤 At Shivansh's side…
The mansion lights were bright.
Warm.
Alive.
As Shivansh and his group entered—
They saw Rudra, Shivangi, Kriti, and Abhi sitting together.
Watching TV.
Laughing like nothing had happened in the outside world.
Shivansh looked at them.
"What are you all doing here?"
Pause.
"And where is Armaan?"
Kriti smiled slightly.
"Nothing, bhai… we were waiting for you."
Pause.
"Armaan bhai is in the study room."
Shivansh nodded.
"Okay."
Then he turned toward the staff.
"Kaka… call Armaan."
"Okay, master," Kaka replied respectfully.
Within a few minutes—
Everyone gathered at the dining table.
Dinner was served.
Armaan joined them.
Calm as always.
Observant.
They all started eating.
The atmosphere was normal—
But not completely.
Because somewhere—
Everyone was thinking about the same thing.
Tonight.
After a few minutes—
Shivansh spoke,
"Tomorrow… we're going to India."
All eyes turned toward him.
No one questioned.
No one argued.
"Okay," they all said.
Simple.
Clear.
Armaan nodded slightly.
Then suddenly said,
"One second… I'll call Ridhima."
Everyone looked at him.
"I need to tell her I'm leaving tomorrow. I won't be able to meet her."
He was about to stand—
When suddenly—
Aarav spoke,
"Yeah… okay. Tell her."
Instantly—
Silence.
Everyone looked at Aarav.
He froze for a second.
Realizing what just happened.
Shivansh smirked slightly.
Abhinav raised an eyebrow.
Rudra tried to hide his smile.
Armaan looked directly at Aarav.
Suspicious.
"Why are you so interested?"
Aarav leaned back casually.
"Nothing. Just saying."
But his tone—
Didn't match his words.
Because deep inside—
He wanted to know.
If she would react.
If she would care.
If she would miss that chance to meet.
Armaan stared at him for a second.
Then smirked.
"Hmm… interesting."
Abhinav chuckled softly.
"Very interesting."
Aarav rolled his eyes.
"Shut up, guys."
But now—
Everyone understood something.
Something had started.
Later that night…
Armaan stepped aside and called Ridhima.
The phone rang.
🌸 At Ridhima's side…
Her phone lit up.
Armaan bhai calling…
She picked it up.
"Hii bhai…"
Armaan smiled slightly.
"Hii bachha… I'm leaving tomorrow. Going to India."
Ridhima paused.
"So soon?"
"Yeah… work."
A small silence.
"You didn't even meet properly," she said softly.
Armaan noticed her tone.
"I'll meet you there."
She nodded slightly.
"Okay…"
"Take care," he said.
"You too…"
Call ended.
Ridhima looked at her phone.
Lost in thought.
Then suddenly—
A name crossed her mind.
Aarav.
She shook her head slightly.
"Why am I thinking about him…?"
But the answer—
She already knew.
🔥 Ending Line
"Some journeys begin with decisions…
but the real story starts with the feelings no one is ready to admit."
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