Their bodies remained close, their foreheads pressed against each other, as Shanaya brought the phone to her ear. Her voice trembled as she spoke, "Hello?" Kabir's voice, filled with concern, emanated from the other end of the line. "Shanaya, where are you? I've been looking for you everywhere. Is everything alright?" Shanaya struggled to find her voice, suddenly realizing what she’d done. Kabir and Noor had come to the party with her and she had abandoned them. She glanced at Dhruv, who stood beside her, his eyes filled with a mixture of worry and understanding. The weight of her choices and the consequences they carried pressed upon her, causing her to falter. "Kabir, I... I needed some time alone," she finally managed to say, her words laced with unease. "I'm sorry for leaving without telling you. I just needed to clear my head." There was a brief silence on the other end of the line, and Shanaya could almost hear the wheels turning in Kabir's mind. When he spoke again, his voic
As they finally approached the door of her apartment, Shanaya felt heat pool in the pit of her stomach. Beyond that door, nothing would keep them apart. She could finally have all she was craving. She unlocked the door and stepped inside, her feet trembling. However, when she turned around, she found Dhruv still standing outside, his hand lightly placed over the doorframe. Lowering his gaze to his bare feet, he spoke softly, his voice carrying the weight of his emotions, "If you have any doubts at all, just tell me. Even now, just tell me. I'll leave, Shanaya. I won't say a word. But if you choose to do this, there's no going back." She had never seen him as vulnerable before that night. In that moment, Shanaya knew how much he still cared about her — how much he respected her boundaries. Moved by his sincerity, Shanaya reached out and placed her hand gently on his cheek. She met his gaze with an unwavering resolve, her voice filled with certainty. "I have no doubts, Dhruv," she whi
Reluctantly, Shanaya reluctantly stepped into the inviting warmth of the shower, allowing the cascading water to envelop her body. As the liquid streamed down, she couldn't help but be transported back to the last two days spent in Dhruv's embrace. The previous morning Shanaya had prepared to leave for office, but when the quick peck had turned into something more passionate and searing, her clothes had ended being discarded, and she had been allured back to the bed. Time seemed to stand still as they indulged in each other's company, rarely leaving the confines of their bed. Meals were shared, conversations flowed effortlessly, and the outside world faded into insignificance. She even postponed important meetings, unwilling to disrupt the intimate bubble they had created. However, amidst the soothing sensation, her mind was consumed by thoughts of the monumental decision she had made two nights ago. The thick wall that had long kept her and Dhruv apart had crumbled, and now she st
As Shanaya boarded the staircase to her office, the sun's golden rays shimmered through the glass windows, filling the corridor with a warm glow. She took it as a positive sign. Today was the day they were supposed to finalize an important collaboration with a renowned company, and Shanaya couldn't help but feel a mix of nerves and optimism.“I’ve got this,” she whispered to herself, like she always did before starting an important day at work. It had helped her stay focused and determined regardless of the obstacles that were strewn along her way. As she stepped into her office, a sight caught her attention—a vibrant bouquet of yellow tulips sitting gracefully on her white desk. The delicate petals stood tall, demanding her attention. The sweet aroma filled the room, momentarily distracting her from the impending business meeting. Curiosity piqued, Shanaya approached the bouquet, noticing a small note nestled among the flowers. With gentle hands, she unfolded the note, and her eyes
Shanaya debated with herself momentarily. She could slip out without being seen, and successfully avoid an unwanted conversation with Raunak. However, she had already stepped into the living room, and Meera, one of the maids was keenly watching her, pausing her cleaning task. If she stayed back, not only would she have to answer for all the rumors circulating around about her, but she would also have to pretend she enjoyed Raunak’s presence.Shanaya passed Meera a nervous grin and raised a finger to her lips, gesturing for her to be quiet. However, as she was about to retrace her steps, Suhala turned around as if sensing her presence. Her grandmother’s face lit up with a bright grin. “Oh, wonderful,” Suhala remarked, using the handrest of the couch to support herself as she stood up. “You’ve arrived at the right moment. Shanaya, my child, come sit with us. We have something important to discuss.”Raunak interjected, getting to his feet in an instant, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Arora, but I nee
Shanaya's face hardened, a mask of seriousness settling upon her features as she fought to maintain her composure. Inside, her heart raced, threatening to burst out of her chest, but she couldn't let her grandmother see the turmoil within her. Folding her arms, she met Suhala's gaze, refusing to back down."What do you mean, Dadi? Don't speak in riddles," Shanaya asserted, her voice firm, yet tinged with a hint of apprehension.Suhala's eyes flashed with a mixture of frustration and anger, her golden-rimmed spectacles emphasizing her stern expression. Adjusting the folds of her saree, she leaned in closer, her voice laden with expectation."Tell me, my child. How much truth is there to the rumors surrounding you and Dhruv Kapoor?" Suhala inquired, her tone demanding answers.Shanaya's gaze faltered, her eyes dropping to the floor as she licked her lips nervously. The moment she had dreaded had finally arrived—the moment where she would have to lie to her beloved grandmother. It went a
Shanaya’s eyes involuntarily darted to the staircase Suhala was descending. She looked back at Ahail, unsure of how to comprehend his words. She waited for him to say something, all the while trying to figure out how to avoid another unwanted conversation. In a surprising moment, he cupped her cheek. “I understand how hard all of this is for you,” he said, his voice filled with pity. Shanaya wondered how much her brother had truly heard of the conversation she had with her grandmother. Ahail continued, “Seeing them so often. I can hardly imagine how you get through all that. The Kapoors ruined us and here you are, required to pretend to be excited about all of this. I don’t understand why Dadi would have you look after the arrangements. I’m sure Neil would do good on his own.”“I’m doing it all for Neil,” she defended herself. “Neil needs my… our help. He deserves his shot at happiness.”Something flickered across Ahail’s eyes. His hand slipped from her cheek.Shanaya felt her hear
Shanaya's frustration grew as she finished reading the article, her eyes narrowing in disbelief. With great effort, she managed to suppress the urge to let out an expletive-laden outburst. Instead, she flung her phone onto the desk and ran her fingers through her hair, tugging at the strands in frustration. How on earth had the media discovered their secret orphanage visit?A sudden realization hit her like a bolt of lightning. "Prakash, that bastard!" she shrieked, her voice filled with anger as she thought of the orphanage's manager. There was no doubt in her mind that he was the culprit behind the leaked information. He had been the only one present when Dhruv affectionately called her 'darling'.In the days that followed, Shanaya had witnessed the media frenzy surrounding her and Dhruv, with countless articles speculating on their relationship. However, this particular article felt like a violation. The visits to the Little Angels Orphanage had been a sacred and well-guarded part