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The morning sun gently streamed through the curtains, casting a warm and inviting glow across the dining table. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and toasted bread filled the air, creating an atmosphere of comfort and togetherness. The khan family had gathered for breakfast At the head of the table sat Armaan. Vihaan was sitting near Armaan. He absentmindedly buttered his toast, his gaze fixed on the plate in front of him, seemingly lost in thought. , Armaan, engrossed in the morning paper. Kinza sat across from Vihaan, arranging a plate of scrambled eggs with a loving touch.khushi, Vihaan's entered the room with a smile that was infectious. She greeted everyone with her usual enthusiasm and took her seat beside Vihaan. However, her smile faded as she noticed Vihaan's unusual behavior. He hadn't looked up at khushi or acknowledged her presence, which was quite unlike him.Khushi exchanged a puzzled glance with her mother, who shared her concern.kinza cleared her throat, trying to
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Vihaan the next morning went downstairs .Vihaan's gaze sweeps the table, and his brows furrowed in confusion when he doesn't see Sukoon. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, his restlessness growing apparent.VIHAAN: (concerned) Where's Sukoon?Armaan, who had been watching his son closely, speaks up with a reassuring smile.ARMAAN: (calmly) Vihaan, don't worry. She's not joining us for breakfast today.Vihaan's restlessness turns into a mixture of curiosity and anxiety.VIHAAN: (curious) Why? Is she not feeling well?Armaan leans back in his chair, his expression thoughtful.ARMAAN: (casually) Kinza, let's make rajma rice for dinner tonight.Kinza, who was serving breakfast, pauses for a moment, exchanging a knowing glance with Armaan.KINZA: (nodding) Sure, Armaan.Vihaan's confusion deepens as he watches this exchange between his father and Kinza. He can't help but feel that there's something he's missing.VIHAAN: (more persistent) But why isn't Sukoon having breakfast with us?Arm
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DINING AREA AT NIGHTThe dining table is set with a warm spread of food. Kinza is focused on making sure Sukoon is comfortable, arranging her plate and ensuring she has everything she needs. Vihaan and Armaan share a glance, both noticing Kinza's extra care towards Sukoon.VIHAAN: (whispering to Armaan) Mom seems to be really attentive to Sukoon.ARMAAN: (whispering back) Yes, I've noticed that too.IN. KINZA AND ARMAAN'S BEDROOM - NIGHTKinza and Armaan sit on the edge of their bed, the room bathed in a soft, comforting glow.ARMAAN: (curious) Kinza, I've observed you've been showing a lot of concern for Sukoon lately. Is something bothering you?Tears well up in Kinza's eyes as she looks at Armaan, her heart heavy with emotions.KINZA: (voice trembling) Armaan, there's something I haven't told you... about Sukoon.Armaan's brows furrow in concern, and he reaches out to gently hold Kinza's hand.ARMAAN: (softly) You can tell me anything, Kinza.KINZA: (teary-eyed) After Sukoon's acci
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Next morning Vihaan walks into the kitchen, his steps purposeful. He looks around and notices that Sukoon is not at the breakfast table. A subtle sigh of relief escapes his lips, and he mutters to himself.VIHAAN: (whispering) Thank God she's not here.He moves to the counter, pours himself a cup of coffee, and takes a sip. As he sips his coffee, his thoughts seem to drift for a moment. His mind is a whirlwind of emotions and confusion.VIHAAN: (to himself) What's happening to me? Why am I so affected by her presence?He shakes his head slightly, as if trying to dispel his thoughts, and finishes his coffee. Determinedly, he places the cup in the sink and heads towards the door.IN. VIHAAN'S CAR - MORNINGVihaan sits behind the steering wheel of his car, his expression contemplative. He starts the engine and begins his drive to work. The road ahead is open, but his mind is far from focused on the journey.VIHAAN: (thinking) I need to get a grip on my emotions. This isn't like me.His g
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Vihaan stands in his room, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. He gazes around, taking in the familiar surroundings that suddenly feel both foreign and intimate. He sinks onto the edge of his bed, his brow furrowed as he grapples with his newfound understanding.VIHAAN: (whispering to himself) I've lost my memory... and Sukoon is my wife. Married... to me?As he says the words aloud, they echo in the room, carrying a weight of realization that he can't ignore. Vihaan's thoughts become a torrent, and his mind races with questions that demand answers.VIHAAN: (to himself) What happened to me during that time? Did we... Did we sleep together? Did we share moments I can't even remember?He clenches his fists, frustration and confusion coursing through him. The uncertainty of his past relationships, the depth of his connection with Sukoon, and the intimacy they may have shared all swirl within him, overwhelming and consuming.He reaches for his temple, his eyes closing as he tri
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After dinner when came back into her room Sukoon's phone rang in the quiet of her room, its chimes breaking the stillness. She picked it up to see Vihaan's name on the screen, and a mix of curiosity and anticipation fluttered in her chest. She quickly answered the call.SUKOON: Hello, Vihaan?VIHAAN: (over the phone) Hey, Sukoon. Can you come to my room for a moment? I have something to talk to you about.Sukoon's eyebrows furrowed slightly, wondering what might have prompted this request. She sensed a hint of seriousness in Vihaan's voice.SUKOON: Of course, Vihaan. I'll be right there.Ending the call, Sukoon got up from her bed and made her way to Vihaan's room. She knocked gently on the door.VIHAAN: Come in.Sukoon entered the room, finding Vihaan seated of his bed. The room was softly lit, creating a warm and intimate atmosphere.SUKOON: You wanted to talk?VIHAAN: (nodding) Yes. Please, have a seat.Sukoon took a seat on a nearby chair, her gaze meeting Vihaan's. There was a se
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Vihaan's heart ached as he saw the pain etched across Sukoon's face. He wanted to reach out to her, to hold her close and offer comfort, but he still felt a barrier between them—a barrier of lost memories and shattered trust.VIHAAN: (gently) I'm so sorry, Sukoon. I'm sorry for everything you've been through… for the pain I've caused you.Sukoon nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks. She took a step towards Vihaan, her hand tentatively reaching out to touch his.SUKOON: (softly) It wasn't just your fault, Vihaan. We both have our share of pain to bear.Vihaan looked down at her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers. It was a small gesture, a connection that held the promise of healing and forgiveness.VIHAAN: (whispering) Can we… try to heal together, Sukoon? Can we start over, rebuild what was lost?Sukoon nodded, a glimmer of hope shining through her tears.SUKOON: Yes, Vihaan. I want to try… for us, for our future.As Vihaan and Sukoon stood there, hand in hand, the weight of
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The warm light of a bedside lamp painting a comforting ambiance. Sukoon had begun to rise from the bed, her intentions clear, but before she could take another step, Vihaan's voice cut through the quiet air.VIHAAN: (softly) Where are you going?Sukoon paused, turning to face him with a hint of surprise in her eyes. His question seemed to hang in the air for a moment, a simple inquiry that carried deeper meaning.SUKOON: (hesitating) I was just going to sleep on the couch, so you can rest better.Vihaan's gaze was unwavering, and he shook his head slightly.VIHAAN: No, lie down in bed with me.His words held a tenderness that reached deep into Sukoon's heart. She hesitated for a moment, her thoughts flickering like candlelight in the wind. The invitation was clear, an unspoken offer to share the space and warmth of the bed, to bridge the distance that sometimes existed between them.With a soft smile, Sukoon acquiesced. She moved back to the bed, slipping under the covers on her side.
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Maheen was standing in front of vihaan. The air was heavy with tension, the weight of unspoken words hanging between them."Did your memory come back, jiju?" Maheen asked, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes wide with a mixture of hope and anxiety.Vihaan looked at her, his expression contemplative. He nodded slowly. "Yes, Maheen. My memory is back."A mix of relief and apprehension crossed Maheen's face. "So, you remember everything?"Vihaan sighed, his gaze distant for a moment before he focused on her again. "I remember most of it, Maheen. The accident, the past... and the question that's been haunting me ever since my memory came back: Why did you plan Sameer's accident?"Maheen's eyes dropped to the floor, her fingers fidgeting nervously. She took a deep breath before raising her gaze to meet Vihaan's intense stare. "Jiju, I didn't want Sameer to die. I just wanted him to feel the pain he had given me."Vihaan's brow furrowed in confusion. "Pain? What pain are you talking about?
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The setting sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as Vihaan and Sukoon made their way back home from the haldi function. The day had been filled with laughter, joy, and celebration as their families came together to prepare for Vihaan and Sukoon's upcoming wedding. As they drove along the quiet countryside road, the soft breeze carried the sweet fragrance of flowers from the ceremony.Vihaan gripped the steering wheel, his heart brimming with contentment. Beside him, Sukoon sat, her hands adorned with intricate henna designs, her smile reflecting the happiness that filled her heart. The couple exchanged a glance, their eyes locking for a moment that spoke volumes of their love.The winding road stretched ahead, lined with tall trees casting long shadows. The world seemed to slow down as they enjoyed the serenity of the moment. But fate had a minor detour planned for them.As they rounded a bend, a sudden movement caught Vihaan's attention. A small deer had darted onto the r
