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179 “That’s exactly what frightens me. What if the real Bhavin never came home?”
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Kuhu stared at him.
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“You think someone’s impersonating him?”
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“I can’t prove it yet. But whatever is inside that house knows exactly how to keep me out. And I’m afraid we’re running out of time to discover why.”
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Elsewhere, Adnan placed the mysterious stone beneath a lamp.
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“Eleanor, I know you’re trying to tell me something.”
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The silver light flickered again.
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This time, it remained visible.
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Adnan leaned closer.
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“What do you want me to see?”
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Suddenly, the light formed two tiny figures.
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Children, they were twins.
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Adnan frowned.
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“Who are they?”
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The stone turned ice cold.
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Then a whisper filled the room.
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“Protect them.”
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Adnan stepped backwards.
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“From whom?”
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The light vanished.
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Later that evening, the twins were playing near the staircase when Bhavin approached.
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“What are you two doing awake?”
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“We couldn’t sleep, Daddy,” one replied.
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Bhavin smiled.
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“Then perhaps Daddy can show you something interesting.”
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“Like what?”
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“A secret room.”
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The twins exchanged excited glances.
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“Really, Daddy?”
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“Of course. But you must promise not to tell anyone.”
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He led them downstairs towards a narrow wooden door.
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One twin hesitated.
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“Daddy, why is it so dark?”
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“Because nobody comes here anymore, sweetheart.”
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Bhavin opened the cellar door.
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“Go on. Have a look.”
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The twins cautiously descended the steps.
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“Daddy , there’s nothing here!” one complained.
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Bhavin remained at the entrance.
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“Oh, there’s something here.”
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His smile slowly disappeared.
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“Something your real father wouldn’t want you to discover.”
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The twins turned around.
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“What do you mean?”
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Bhavin slowly closed the door.
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“Daddy ?” one called nervously.
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The door slammed shut.
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A key turned in the lock.
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Both children rushed towards it.
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“DADDY! LET US OUT!”
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Outside, fake Bhavin slipped the key into his pocket.
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“I’m sorry, children,” he whispered, although his expression showed no remorse.
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One twin began crying.
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“Daddy , please! We’re scared!”
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For a moment, fake Bhavin stood motionless.
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Then his lips curved into a sinister smile.

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177 “Perhaps you should stop asking whether I’m real and start wondering why someone wants you to believe I’m not.”
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Rushi stared at him.
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“What does that mean?”
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Bhavin stood.
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“Think about it.”
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The following evening, Vishal sat across from Nishaira at a quiet café.
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“You seem distracted,” she remarked.
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“Just thinking.”
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“About what?”
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Vishal smiled faintly.
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“About how strange it is that we met only yesterday, yet here I am again.”
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Nishaira raised an eyebrow.
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“Are you saying you couldn’t stay away?”
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“Would that be such a terrible thing?”
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She laughed softly.
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“That depends. Do you always become this interested in women you’ve just met?”
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“Only when they’re particularly interesting.”
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Nishaira shook her head, smiling.
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“You’re quite charming, Vishal. Perhaps dangerously so.”
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“Dangerously?”
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“Because I might start looking forward to seeing you.”
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Vishal leaned slightly closer.
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“And would that really be so bad?”
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She held his gaze.
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“Perhaps not.”
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Vishal smiled.
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“Then perhaps we should make tomorrow evening our third meeting.”
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Elsewhere, Sameeksha sat against the wall of her prison, struggling to remain awake.
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“Please,” she whispered. “Someone must know I’m here.”
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A faint sound came from beyond the door.
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She immediately stood.
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“Who’s there?”
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No answer.
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Then a voice whispered.
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“Your husband isn’t searching anymore.”
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Sameeksha froze.
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“That’s a lie.”
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“Is it?”
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Footsteps retreated.
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She pressed her hands against the door.
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“Vishal would never abandon me!”
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But her voice trembled.
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Adnan examined the mysterious stone once more.
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“Eleanor, if you can hear me, give me another sign.”
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For several seconds, nothing happened.
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Then a faint silver light flickered.
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Adnan straightened.
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“Eleanor?”
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The light vanished.
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He grabbed his coat.
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“I’m not imagining this anymore.”
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That evening, Sumera went to talk to Vishal.
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“You’ve been behaving strangely.”
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Vishal sighed.
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“Not you too.”
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“I’m worried about you.”
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“I’m fine.”
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“Then why do you seem happier when Sameeksha is still missing?”
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His expression hardened.
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“That’s unfair.”
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“Is it?”
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176 Vishal looked away.
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“Because I need some peace.”
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Rushi frowned.
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“Peace from what?”
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“Everything.”
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Before Rushi could respond, Vishal ended the call.
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At the restaurant entrance, Nishaira was searching through her handbag.
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Vishal approached.
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“Lost something?”
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She looked up.
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“My keys.”
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He smiled.
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“Perhaps fate wanted us to meet twice.”
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Nishaira laughed.
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“You really don’t give up, do you?”
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“Not easily.”
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She finally discovered her keys.
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“Well, goodnight again.”
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Vishal hesitated.
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“Nishaira?”
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“Yes?”
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“Would you have coffee with me tomorrow?”
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She studied him.
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“Only if you promise to answer my questions honestly.”
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Vishal smiled.
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“I’ll try.”
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“That sounds suspiciously like a warning.”
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Nevertheless, she agreed.
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———————
Inside the locked room, Eleanor approached the door after hearing footsteps.
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“Hello? Is someone there?”
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The footsteps stopped.
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Sameeksha stood.
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“Please! We need help!”
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A man’s voice answered from outside.
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“You’ll receive everything you need.”
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Eleanor frowned.
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“Then let us go!”
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The man chuckled.
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“Unfortunately, that isn’t possible.”
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Sameeksha approached.
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“Why are you keeping us here?”
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There was a pause.
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“Because someone hasn’t fulfilled their purpose yet.”
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Sameeksha froze.
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“Who?”
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But the footsteps had already disappeared.
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Rushi sat opposite Bhavin, studying his brother’s face.
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“Why are you staring at me?”
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“Because I’m trying to understand whether you’re really my brother.”
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Bhavin frowned.
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“We’ve discussed this.”
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“And yet I don’t 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 like you’ve my brother?”
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Bhavin leaned forward.
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“What exactly do you want me to prove?”
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Rushi hesitated.
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“Tell me something only my brother would know.”
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Bhavin smiled faintly.
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“When we were children, you broke Father’s watch and blamed me.”
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Rushi froze.
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“How do you know that?”
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“Because I spent three days being punished for something you did.”
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Rushi swallowed.
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“But a doppelgänger could possess those memories.”
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“Then what would convince you?”
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“I don’t know anymore.”
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Bhavin sighed.

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𝗦𝗔𝗔𝗬𝗔 𝟭𝟲𝟵-𝟭𝟳𝟯
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𝟭𝟲𝟵
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* Rushi suspects Bhavin is behaving strangely.
* Cassian discovers a magical barrier around Bhavin’s house.
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𝟭𝟳𝟬
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* Vishal begins forgetting his missing wife, Sameeksha.
* Rushi suspects someone is impersonating Bhavin.
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𝟭𝟳𝟭
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* Vishal grows suspicious of Rushi and Sumera.
* Eleanor attempts to contact Adnan through magic.
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𝟭𝟳𝟮
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* Adnan receives Eleanor’s mysterious signal.
* Sumera catches Vishal drinking human blood.
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𝟭𝟳𝟯
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* Rushi reveals someone is exposing Vishal’s secrets.
* Vishal meets Nishaira and feels instantly attracted to her.

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𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘 Aliya joined her.
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“May I ask you something?”
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“Of course.”
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“Did you love your husband before marrying him?”
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Sumera’s expression changed.
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“Why?”
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“Everyone insists love develops after marriage.”
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Sumera stared into the distance.
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“Sometimes it does.”
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“And sometimes?”
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“Sometimes marriage teaches you to conceal your unhappiness.”
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Aliya looked troubled.
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“Is that what happened to you?”
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Before Sumera could respond, Rajveer appeared.
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“There you are, darling.”
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He kissed Sumera’s forehead.
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Aliya noticed her friend immediately became silent.
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Meanwhile, Bhavin returned home with the merchant’s ledger.
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Gulraina followed him into the study.
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“What did Rajveer want?”
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“To offer me employment.”
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“Employment?”
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“He wants me to oversee several properties.”
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Gulraina frowned.
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“And you’re considering it?”
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Bhavin opened the ledger.
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“He’s offering more than I’ve earned in three years.”
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“Money isn’t everything.”
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Bhavin smiled.
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“Easy to say when we have enough.”
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She glanced at the gold coins on his desk.
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“Promise you won’t get involved in anything dangerous.”
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Bhavin kissed her forehead.
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“I promise.”
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But when she left, he locked the ledger inside a chest.
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—————-
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Later that night, Adnan found a folded note beneath his bedroom door.
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“Meet me where the white flowers grow. I shall wait until the moon disappears.”
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He recognised Zara’s handwriting.
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Smiling, he slipped outside.
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At the garden fountain, Zara waited.
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“You came.”
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“Did you doubt me?”
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She looked nervous.
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“Adnan, there’s something I must tell you.”
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He approached.
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“What is it?”
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“My family has arranged my marriage.”
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His smile vanished.
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“To whom?”
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Zara lowered her eyes.
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“Someone connected to Rajveer Singh.”
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Adnan took her hand.
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“Do you love him?”
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“No.”
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“Then refuse.”
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She shook her head.
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“You don’t understand. My father owes him money.”
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Adnan stared.
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“How much?”
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Zara began crying.
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“Enough that Rajveer believes he can decide what happens to me.”
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From an upstairs window, Rajveer watched them together.
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His expression darkened.
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“Interesting,” he murmured.

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𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥 He smiled coldly.
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“Then you won’t object if I invite him for dinner.”
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Sumera stared at him.
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“Why would you do that?”
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“To renew an old friendship, naturally.”
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Bhavin visited a merchant accompanied by Gulraina.
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The elderly man counted several gold coins before handing over a ledger.
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Bhavin examined the unfamiliar crest engraved upon them.
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“Where did these come from?”
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“Rajveer Singh’s private treasury.”
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Gulraina frowned.
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“Why does he maintain a separate treasury?”
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The merchant hesitated.
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“Some transactions are better conducted without witnesses.”
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Bhavin looked at him sharply.
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“What transactions?”
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Before the merchant could answer, a carriage stopped outside.
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Two armed guards entered.
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“His Highness wishes to see you.”
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That evening, Adnan returned to the garden.
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Zara was arranging white jasmine beneath a stone fountain.
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“You came back,” she remarked.
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“Perhaps I enjoy flowers.”
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“Or perhaps you’re accustomed to women being impressed by your persistence.”
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Adnan laughed.
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“You’re very suspicious.”
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“And you’re very charming.”
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“Is that a complaint?”
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Zara finally smiled.
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“Not yet.”
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He reached for a fallen flower.
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Their fingers brushed.
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Zara immediately withdrew her hand.
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Adnan noticed.
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“Have I offended you?”
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“No.”
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“Then what is it?”
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She glanced towards the mansion.
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“Some people here don’t approve of friendships between families like yours and mine.”
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Adnan frowned.
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“Who?”
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Zara lowered her voice.
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“People who believe they own everything.”
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Rajveer’s dinner invitation arrived at the Dave residence shortly before sunset.
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Rushi read it twice.
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His father noticed his expression.
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“Is something wrong?”
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“No.”
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“Then why do you look as though you’ve received a death sentence?”
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Rushi folded the invitation.
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“Rajveer has invited me to dine with him and Sumera.”
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His father smiled.
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“Excellent. He’s an influential gentleman.”
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Rushi looked away.
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“Yes. Very influential.”
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At the mansion, Aliya found Sumera standing alone on the balcony.
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“Are you avoiding everyone?”
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Sumera smiled weakly.
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“Merely enjoying the silence.”
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𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 “And?”
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“Someone has been moving enormous amounts of money between properties.”
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Gulraina approached.
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“Is that illegal?”
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“Not necessarily.”
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He turned another page.
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Then frowned.
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“Why is Aliya’s father’s estate listed as collateral?”
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Gulraina looked startled.
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“Does Nawab Farooq know?”
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Bhavin closed the book.
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“That’s what concerns me.”
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Adnan Khan arrived late, apologising profusely to the servants.
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As he crossed the garden, he noticed a young woman arranging white flowers.
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“Forgive me. Is this the way to the ballroom?”
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She turned.
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Her beauty momentarily silenced him.
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“Through the eastern entrance.”
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Adnan smiled.
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“And might I know your name?”
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“Zara.”
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“I’m Adnan.”
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“I know.”
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He looked surprised.
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Zara smiled faintly.
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“Your reputation arrived before you.”
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Before he could respond, she gathered her flowers.
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“Be careful, Mr Khan. Some reputations are deserved.”
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Adnan watched her disappear.
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For once, he had absolutely nothing to say.
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The following morning, Aliya discovered Vishal sitting beneath the rose-covered pavilion.
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“Do you always arrive at someone’s home without announcing yourself?”
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Vishal looked up.
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“Your father invited me.”
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“Unfortunately, that sounds like him.”
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He stood, smiling.
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“I was hoping we might speak without an audience.”
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Aliya folded her arms.
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“About marriage?”
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“About you.”
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She hesitated.
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“What would you like to know?”
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“Why you’re so determined not to marry.”
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Aliya looked towards the mansion.
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“Because I’ve watched women surrender everything simply because their husbands demand it.”
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Vishal’s expression softened.
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“And you believe I’ll demand the same?”
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“I don’t know you.”
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“Then perhaps we should change that.”
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Aliya smiled despite herself.
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In the neighbouring estate, Rajveer sat opposite Sumera during breakfast.
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“You embarrassed me yesterday.”
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She looked up.
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“How?”
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“You barely acknowledged our guests.”
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“I greeted everyone.”
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“Except Rushi.”
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Sumera’s fingers tightened around her cup.
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Rajveer leaned forward.
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“Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”
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“There’s nothing to notice.”

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𝗧𝗪𝗢 “Tell him I’ll come shortly.”
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Gulraina watched her leave, unaware that Sumera had concealed a tiny red pendant beneath her clothing.
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As the guests arrived, Aliya descended the staircase.
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Vishal looked up.
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For a moment, neither spoke.
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Then Aliya approached him.
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“So you’re the gentleman everyone believes I should marry?”
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Vishal smiled.
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“And you’re the lady who apparently threatened to disappear?”
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Aliya narrowed her eyes.
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“Someone has been talking.”
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“Someone has been warning me.”
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To his surprise, she laughed.
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Across the hall, Rushi suddenly froze.
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Sumera had entered.
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Their eyes met.
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And the smile disappeared from her face.
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Rushi immediately lowered his gaze when Sumera approached with her husband.
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“Rushi Dave,” the gentleman announced warmly. “It’s been several months.”
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Rushi forced a smile.
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“Indeed, Your Highness.”
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Sumera’s husband, Rajveer Singh, was among the wealthiest landowners in the province. His reputation for generosity was matched only by his possessiveness.
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Rajveer placed a hand around Sumera’s waist.
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“My wife tells me you were childhood acquaintances.”
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Sumera stiffened.
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Rushi answered carefully.
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“Our families knew one another.”
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“How fortunate,” Rajveer remarked. “Then you’ll have plenty to discuss.”
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Sumera looked towards Rushi.
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“I doubt that.”
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Elsewhere, Aliya was showing Vishal the gardens.
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“My father believes marriage will make me obedient.”
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Vishal laughed. “And will it?”
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“Certainly not.”
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“Then I suppose I should warn him.”
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Aliya stopped walking.
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“You’re remarkably cheerful about marrying someone you’ve barely met.”
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Vishal became serious.
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“I haven’t agreed to marry you either.”
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She blinked.
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“Excuse me?”
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“I’d rather marry someone who actually wants to marry me.”
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Aliya studied him.
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“And if she doesn’t?”
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“Then I’ll respect her decision.”
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For the first time that evening, she looked genuinely impressed.
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—————
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Inside the study, Bhavin examined several account books while Gulraina watched anxiously.
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“Should you really be touching those?”
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Bhavin shrugged. “Rajveer asked me to review his investments.”
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𝗢𝗡𝗘 1826
The magnificent mansion stood surrounded by acres of gardens, its grand entrance decorated with fresh roses. Servants hurried through the corridors preparing for the arrival of several distinguished guests.
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Inside the drawing room, Aliya stood examining a collection of jewellery.
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“Absolutely not!”
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Her father, Nawab Farooq, looked up from his newspaper.
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“What have I done now?”
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“You’ve invited another family to discuss my marriage without asking me!”
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Farooq smiled. “And since when have daughters started interviewing prospective husbands?”
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“Since fathers started treating marriage like a business agreement!”
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Her mother, Zubeida, entered carrying a velvet box.
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“Aliya, lower your voice. The Pandey family will arrive shortly.”
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Aliya folded her arms. “Then tell them I’ve disappeared.”
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“Don’t tempt me,” Farooq muttered.
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Meanwhile, Vishal Pandey stood before a mirror, struggling with the collar of his embroidered sherwani.
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His younger cousin Bhavin entered laughing.
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“You look like a man being taken to his execution.”
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Vishal glared at him. “I haven’t even met this woman!”
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“Apparently she’s beautiful.”
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“Apparently she’s also stubborn.”
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Bhavin grinned. “Then perhaps you’ve finally met your match.”
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Their conversation was interrupted by Rushi Dave, who entered carrying an invitation.
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“Are we leaving? My father insists we arrive together.”
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Bhavin noticed his distracted expression.
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“What’s troubling you?”
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“Nothing.”
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“Rushi, you’ve been staring at that letter for ten minutes.”
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Rushi quickly concealed it.
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“It’s merely correspondence.”
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Vishal raised an eyebrow. “From a woman?”
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Rushi said nothing.
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Bhavin burst into laughter.
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At the mansion, Gulraina stood beside Sumera, admiring her emerald necklace.
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“Your husband certainly knows how to purchase beautiful things.”
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Sumera touched the necklace without smiling.
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“Beautiful things aren’t always given out of affection.”
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Gulraina frowned. “Are you unhappy?”
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Before Sumera could answer, a servant approached.
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“Begum Sahiba, your husband has requested your presence.”
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Sumera’s expression hardened.

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🌹𝗣𝗥𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗕𝗗𝗛
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𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗜𝗫𝗧𝗬 𝗦𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡
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- Aliya sees herself arguing over property ownership in a mysterious vision.
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- Sumera, Bhavin and Gulraina experience disturbing glimpses of their past lives.
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𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗜𝗫𝗧𝗬 𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧
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- Adnan discovers a forbidden love letter from Zara.
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- Vishal and Aliya find their signatures on centuries-old property documents.
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𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗜𝗫𝗧𝗬 𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗘
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- Bhavin and Gulraina witness a terrifying vision involving a desperate stranger.
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- Asher suspects everyone lived in the mansion before, while Sumera discovers a mysterious necklace.
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𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬
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- Sumera and Rushi discover their past romance was an affair.
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- Bhavin finds bloodstained coins, while Zara hints at a dangerous secret.
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𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬 𝗢𝗡𝗘
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- Vishal and Aliya grow closer, while Sumera and Rushi fear their past.
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* Gulraina remembers imprisoning a couple, and Zara reveals she and Adnan were murdered.
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𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗬 𝗧𝗪𝗢
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* Asher suggests investigating their past lives as a spirit mentions the first murder.
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* A bleeding portrait dated 1826 reveals seven familiar souls connected to an innocent person’s death.
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This week we start the story in 1826!!

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✨ A night full of music, masti & unforgettable memories! 💃🎶 Enjoyed the magical vibes of Falguni Pathak Ma’am at Nerul, Navi Mumbai, and a special picture with the amazing actor Bhavin Bhanushali! 🌟📸
#FunNight #FalguniPathak #BhavinBhanushali #GarbaVibes #UnforgettableMemories

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