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What did Abhi do?
As the conversation flowed, Meera turned to Abhi with a grateful smile. "Abhi, I can't thank you enough for coming over last night and clarifying everything," she said, her voice filled with genuine appreciation.
Rajeev, sitting across from them, looked puzzled. "What did Abhi do?" he asked, glancing between his mother and Abhi. Meera took a deep breath and began to explain. "Last night, Abhi visited us and revealed a lot about my past life and our family's history. He showed us a video of my wedding to Rudra, proving our relationship. It helped me, and especially Gnapika, understand and believe in the truth." Rajeev’s eyes widened in surprise. "So, that’s why Gnapika started believing in me as her brother," he said, realization dawning on him. He turned to Abhi, gratitude shining in his eyes. "Thank you, Abhi, for your secret help. It means a lot to me." AbhiRelated chapters
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Meera stood in the doorway, the crumpled DNA test reports in Gnapika's hand echoing loudly in her mind. She hadn't expected this. After all the pain and separation, she had decided last night to embrace Rudra, to rebuild their family and offer their children the unity they deserved. But now, it seemed as though that fragile hope had shattered before it could even begin. Sadness washed over her as she thought about the implications of the DNA test. It wasn’t just a piece of paper to her; it was a symbol of distrust. Rudra hadn’t believed in her, in their past, or in the love they once shared. The man she remembered, the one who had held her heart, would never have doubted her so deeply. She felt a profound sense of betrayal, as if the ground beneath her had given way, leaving her suspended in a painful void. Inside, Rudra was grappling with his own turmoil. He had loved Meera with every fiber of his being, and he believed
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Rajeev stood there, feeling a profound sense of helplessness wash over him. He desperately wanted to console his mother, to somehow bridge the gap that had widened with Rudra's misguided actions, but he found himself at a loss for words. How could he possibly make things right? How could he explain away the hurt and betrayal that had etched itself so deeply into Meera's eyes? The sadness and confusion he saw there only deepened his own pain, and he struggled to keep his emotions in check. Gnapika, on the other hand, felt a surge of anger mingled with sorrow. She knew her mother better than anyone, had watched her reject countless proposals and shut herself off from potential happiness for the sake of her daughter. Meera had devoted her life to Gnapika, sacrificing her own dreams and desires. If Meera had wanted, she could have remarried and found joy with someone else, but she had chosen to remain single, her life revolving around Gnapika's well-being.
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Rudra sat on a weathered bench in the park, the greenery around him doing little to lift the heavy weight of his thoughts. His mind was a tumultuous sea of regrets and unanswered questions, each wave crashing harder than the last. The serene ambiance of the park, with children playing in the distance and birds chirping in the trees, contrasted sharply with the storm inside him. Lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice the saint approaching until a soft, warm voice broke through his reverie. Startled, he looked up to see an elderly man with kind eyes and a serene smile standing before him. The saint's robes fluttered gently in the breeze, giving him an almost ethereal presence. Rudra's initial shock quickly turned to anger. "What do you want?" Rudra snapped. "Did you just come here to see my pain and laugh at me?" The saint's smile didn't waver. Instead, he moved closer and sat down next to Rudra, his movements slow and del
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Rudra closed the door to his small, dimly lit room, ensuring no one could intrude upon what he was about to do. The weight of his decision hung heavily in the air as he moved to the center of the room and sat down cross-legged on the cold, hard floor. He took a deep breath, trying to steady the tumultuous emotions within him. He closed his eyes, shutting out the physical world, and began to move his hands and fingers in intricate patterns, forming symbols that had been passed down through generations of his lineage. Each gesture carried a purpose, each symbol a key to unlocking the latent power within him. His breath grew steady and deep, synchronizing with the rhythm of his movements. Minutes passed, and a subtle change in the room's atmosphere became apparent. A faint hum, almost imperceptible at first, began to resonate, growing in intensity with each passing second. The air seemed to vibrate, charged with a mystical energy tha
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In the hall, Gnapika and Rajeev were deep in conversation, the warmth of their sibling bond gradually thawing the remnants of mistrust. Suddenly, their mother's cry pierced the air, a sound so filled with terror that it froze them in place for a heartbeat. They exchanged alarmed glances and sprang into action, rushing toward Meera's room. Reaching the door, Gnapika tried the handle first, but it wouldn't budge. "It's locked!" she exclaimed, panic rising in her voice. Rajeev joined her, his shoulder slamming against the door in a desperate attempt to break it down. Abhi and Sensei, hearing the commotion, hurried over to help. Abhi's face was etched with worry. "Stand back!" he ordered, throwing his weight against the door alongside Rajeev. The door shuddered but held firm. Sensei, though older, joined in, his face set in a grim mask of determination. They took turns pounding and pushing, ea
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Everyone froze in shock. Rajeev lowered the axe, his grip loosening as he stared at Rudra. Abhi and Sensei exchanged bewildered glances, their minds struggling to process what had just happened. Gnapika’s face contorted with anger the moment she saw her mother lying unconscious on the bed inside. She rushed toward Rudra, her eyes blazing with fury. "What have you done to her?" she screamed, her voice echoing through the hall. "You promised to be her husband, her protector, but all you do is bring harm!" Rudra stood silently, his expression unreadable. He did not respond, his eyes fixed on Meera’s still form. He knew that explaining his hidden powers, his mystical abilities, would only complicate matters further and possibly instill more fear and distrust. "Answer me!" Gnapika demanded, her voice breaking with emotion. "Why is she unconscious? What did you do?" Rudra remained silen
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Meera opened her eyes gradually. The mellow glimmer of the evening peaked through the drapes, and the room was gloomy. Two sets of warm hands gripped hers strongly on each side of the bed, she could feel. Beside her, Gnapika and Rajeev were sleeping peacefully, their looks softened by fatigue and worry. Even while she slept, Gnapika's face wrinkled slightly, showing her concern for her mother. With his head resting on the bed's edge and his breathing deep and steady, Rajeev was holding her other hand on the opposite side. A gentle sadness filled her heart to see her children, so near and so worried. Sensei was slouched in a chair close by, his head cocked slightly to the side as he slept with his arms crossed over his chest. Seated in another chair, Abhi's posture revealed the pain he was in during his slumber. His head was rested on his back. Even in their sleep, they all had worn-out looks, their features etched with stress and fatigue. The silence
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Suddenly, the shrill ring of Abhi’s phone shattered the tense silence that hung in the room. Abhi answered it quickly, and within moments, his face turned pale with shock. He looked at Rajeev with urgency in his eyes. "Rajeev, we need to go. Now," Abhi said, his voice trembling slightly. Rajeev, sensing the gravity of the situation, immediately stood up. "What's going on?" he asked, worry etched across his face. Ambika, her concern for Rudra momentarily overshadowed by the anxiety in the room, asked, "What happened? Is it Rudra?" Abhi shook his head, his expression grim. "It's Gowthami. Her condition is not well." Rajeev’s heart sank. Gowthami was not just his wife; she was his world, his love, his everything. The thought of losing her was unbearable. "Gowthami is my life," he said softly, his voice filled with desperation and fear. "I can't lose her."
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