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"Drishti, honey, talk to me," Shravan said gently as they cuddled together in their bed.

Drishti had clung to him ever since they had come from the Agnihotri home.

"She hates me," Drishti mumbled into his chest.

"She? Who? What are you talking about, Drishti?" Shravan asked in confusion.

"Kiara bhabhi. She hates me. She thinks I go to their house because I still have feelings for Abhi bhai," Drishti said.

"There must be some misunderstanding, Drishti. There is no such thing," Shravan said.

"No. She hates me. I swear it was a stupid crush when I was very young. He is like a brother to me now," Drishti said.

"I know, Drishti. Stop worrying over nothing."

"I heard them talking. She was fighting with Abhi bhai. She was furious because I went to their home. She said she doesn't like me going there always," Drishti said, and Shravan could feel his shirt getting wet due to her tears.

"Oh honey, don't cry. It must be a misunderstanding. Why didn't you talk to her? The Drishti I knew would nev