Saarayu stood in the doorway of her room, her expression serious as she addressed Reyansh. "Reyansh, can I tell you one thing?" she began, her voice tinged with concern. "It's not safe for Avi to be here."Reyansh furrowed his brow, his concern growing as he listened to Saarayu's words. "What do you mean, Saarayu? Is something wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.Saarayu sighed, her gaze flickering with unease. "With the recent events and everything that's been happening, I just don't feel comfortable having Avi stay here," she explained. "And with the holidays coming up, my parents have been asking me to come home to our native place. I think it would be best if I took Avi with me."Reyansh's heart clenched at the thought of being separated from Avi, but he knew that Saarayu was right. With everything that had been going on, the safety of his niece was paramount. "I understand, Saarayu," he said quietly, his voice tinged with sadness. "If you think it's best for Avi to go wi

As the train pulled into the station, Saarayu felt a surge of excitement mingled with a touch of apprehension. She glanced down at Avi, who was gazing out the window with wide eyes, eagerly taking in the sights of her new surroundings."We're almost there, Avi," Saarayu said, her voice filled with anticipation. "Are you ready to meet everyone?"Avi nodded eagerly, her face lighting up with excitement. "Yes, Mumma!" she exclaimed, bouncing in her seat with anticipation.Saarayu chuckled at Avi's enthusiasm, feeling a surge of warmth in her heart. She knew that introducing Avi to her family would be a special moment, and she couldn't wait to see their reactions to her beloved niece.As the train came to a stop, Saarayu gathered their belongings and helped Avi off the train, her heart pounding with excitement as they stepped onto the platform. She scanned the crowd, searching for familiar faces among the throng of people bustling about the station.And then she saw them - her parents, st

Haneesha stood in the kitchen, surrounded by the comforting aroma of spices and herbs. She was preparing Saarayu's favorite dish, a traditional recipe passed down through generations in their family. It was a dish that always brought a smile to Saarayu's face, a reminder of home and the love that filled their household.As she stirred the pot, lost in thought, Haneesha couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in her heart. Saarayu had been acting strangely lately, distant and preoccupied. Haneesha worried that something was weighing on her sister's mind, but Saarayu had brushed off her concerns, insisting that everything was fine.But Haneesha knew better. She could sense the tension in the air, the unspoken worries that lingered between them. And she was determined to do whatever it took to ease Saarayu's burden and bring a smile back to her face.Lost in her thoughts, Haneesha didn't hear Vidhur enter the kitchen until he wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling

As the evening wore on, the family settled into a cozy routine. Saarayu helped her parents tidy up after their playful session with Avi, while the little boy was busy exploring his toys again. The room was filled with warmth and laughter, the essence of home radiating from every corner.Once Avi was tucked into bed, Haneesha and Vidhur joined Saarayu in the living room. The ambiance was perfect for a heart-to-heart conversation, the kind that Haneesha had been waiting to have with her daughter for some time now."Saarayu," Haneesha began, her voice soft yet curious. "Can we talk for a moment?"Saarayu looked up from the book she was flipping through, sensing the seriousness in her mother's tone. "Of course, Mom," she replied, setting the book aside.Haneesha and Vidhur exchanged a quick glance before Haneesha continued. "We've been hearing a lot about Reyansh—your doctor and rockstar friend. But I want to know more about him from you. What is really going on between you two?"Saarayu'

Reyansh strode purposefully towards the bank, a sense of determination etched on his face. It had been a difficult year, fraught with challenges and setbacks, as his family faced financial ruin. His father, once a respected businessman, had been declared bankrupt under suspicious circumstances. Reyansh had long suspected foul play, and today, he hoped to uncover the truth.The bank building loomed large before him, its modern design and sleek glass facade reflecting the bright sunlight. As he walked through the grand lobby, he couldn't help but feel a mix of hope and anxiety. He approached the receptionist, a young woman with a welcoming smile."Good morning, Dr. Reyansh," she greeted him warmly. "Ms. Sharma is expecting you. Please follow me."Reyansh nodded, appreciating the courtesy. He followed her through the labyrinth of offices, his mind racing with thoughts of the conversation ahead. They reached a set of large oak doors, and the receptionist knocked softly before opening them