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IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 102
The day of the exam results arrived with a mixture of excitement and anxiety hanging in the air. Manik and Nandini had been waiting for this moment, having poured their efforts into studying together. The college campus buzzed with nervous energy as students gathered around the notice boards, eager to see how they had fared.Manik and Nandini arrived on campus together, their hands intertwined. They exchanged reassuring smiles, but both could feel the tension in the air."Ready?" Nandini asked, squeezing Manik's hand."Ready as I'll ever be," Manik replied, taking a deep breath. They made their way to the notice board, joining the throng of students already clustered around.The results were displayed on a large board, names listed alphabetically alongside scores. Nandini scanned the list, her eyes darting quickly over the names. She found hers first and let out a small gasp."I did it, Manik! I passed with flying colors!" she exclaimed, her face lighting up with joy.Manik smiled bro
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 103
The Vanishing ActNandini stood outside the door of her apartment, her heart racing with excitement. Manik had told her that he had planned a surprise birthday party for her, and she couldn't wait to see what he had in store. She took a deep breath and opened the door, expecting to be greeted by the smiling faces of her friends and family.But as she stepped inside, she was met with silence. The lights were off, and the apartment was empty. Confusion and worry gnawed at her as she called out for Manik and Raj, but there was no response.She checked her phone, but there were no missed calls or messages from either of them. Panic began to rise in her chest as she realized that something was terribly wrong. She frantically searched every room of the apartment, hoping to find some clue as to where they might be, but there was nothing.With trembling hands, she dialed Manik's number, praying for him to pick up. But the call went straight to voicemail, adding to her growing sense of dread.
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 104
A Beacon of HopeNandini sat in the waiting room of Dr. Reyansh's office, her hands trembling with nervous energy. She had finally mustered the courage to seek professional help, hoping that the therapist could offer some relief from the suffocating weight of her grief.As she waited, her mind raced with a million thoughts and questions. Would Dr. Reyansh be able to help her? Could he understand the depth of her pain and despair? And most importantly, would he believe her when she told him that Manik and Raj were still alive?The door to the office opened, and a tall man with kind eyes and a warm smile stepped into the room. "Nandini?" he said, his voice gentle and reassuring.Nandini nodded, her throat tight with emotion. She followed Dr. Reyansh into his office, her heart pounding with anticipation.They settled into their respective chairs, and Dr. Reyansh fixed Nandini with a compassionate gaze. "How are you feeling today, Nandini?" he asked, his voice soft and soothing.Nandini t
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 105
Dr. Reyansh sat on the floor of his living room, surrounded by a pile of colorful building blocks. His two-year-old niece, Avi, sat beside him, her eyes wide with excitement as she reached for the blocks."Okay, Avi, let's build a tower," Reyansh said, a playful smile on his face.Avi squealed with delight and grabbed a handful of blocks, her chubby fingers fumbling as she tried to stack them on top of each other.Reyansh watched her with amusement, marveling at her boundless energy and enthusiasm. Despite the chaos of his busy work life, moments like these with Avi were a welcome reprieve, a chance to forget about the stresses of the day and simply enjoy the present moment.As they worked together to build their tower, Reyansh couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the simplicity and innocence of childhood. Avi's laughter filled the room, a joyful symphony that lifted his spirits and warmed his heart."Almost there, Avi," Reyansh encouraged, as they added the final blocks to the
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 106
In the stillness of the night, Reyansh lay in his bed, the gentle hum of the ceiling fan the only sound breaking the silence. He drifted into a deep sleep, his mind wandering through the corridors of his memories. As he slept, his dreams took him back to a time long ago, to a place filled with warmth, love, and the laughter of his family.Reyansh found himself standing in the courtyard of his childhood home, a quaint house nestled in the heart of the city. The house was a picture of rustic charm, with its whitewashed walls and red-tiled roof. The garden was in full bloom, the vibrant colors of the flowers painting a picturesque scene. He could hear the sound of birds chirping in the trees and the faint aroma of his mother's cooking wafting through the air."Reyansh! Come here, my boy!" a familiar voice called out.He turned to see his elder brother, Rahul, standing by the front door, a wide smile on his face. Rahul was the epitome of confidence and charm, with his tall frame and kind
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 107
Reyansh sat up in bed, his heart racing as the memories of his dream mingled with the shocking realization that had just struck him. He recalled vividly the day he had seen Rahul in a foreign country, a chance encounter that had left him questioning everything he knew about his brother’s disappearance. Now, with Nandini’s belief that Manik and Raj were alive despite the evidence of their deaths, and Saarayu’s similar story about Revanth, Reyansh’s mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.The day Reyansh had seen Rahul was etched in his memory with the clarity of a photograph. It was during a business trip to London, about five years ago. He had been walking through Hyde Park, taking in the crisp air and the autumn leaves, when he spotted a familiar figure sitting on a bench, reading a newspaper. At first, he thought it was just a trick of his mind, a longing to see his brother manifesting in the face of a stranger. But as he got closer, there was no mistaking it—it was Rahul.“R
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 108
Reyansh's heart pounded as he sprinted toward the figure slipping into a black car. The headlights flickered on, casting eerie shadows in the deserted parking lot. He had seen that car before—the same one that had nearly run him and his niece, Avi, off the road months ago. His breath quickened, a mix of fear and determination fueling his chase."Stop!" Reyansh shouted, but the masked man ignored him, gunning the engine. The car screeched as it sped away, tires spinning on the gravel. Without hesitation, Reyansh leaped into his own car and slammed the accelerator. The night was a blur of motion, the dark road illuminated only by his headlights and the distant red taillights of the car ahead.Reyansh's mind raced faster than his vehicle. Who was this masked man? How was he connected to the disappearance of Rahul and the others? And why had he tried to kill Reyansh and Avi? Questions flooded his thoughts, but there was no time for answers now. He had to catch him.The chase led them thro
IT'S NOT OVER Chapter 109
Reyansh sat in the dimly lit cafe, nursing a cup of black coffee. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and possibilities, each thread leading to more questions than answers. Across from him sat Revanth, a man whose weary eyes spoke of countless sleepless nights and an unyielding determination to find his missing family. They had been brought together by their shared tragedies, both seeking the truth in a web of deceit and danger."Thank you for meeting me," Reyansh began, his voice steady but tinged with urgency. "I know this has been incredibly difficult for you, but I believe that if we pool our information, we might be able to make sense of all this."Revanth nodded, his jaw tight. "Anything that can help find Heera and my family. I'm willing to try anything."Reyansh took a deep breath, organizing his thoughts. "Let's start with Heera. What exactly was her job, and did she mention anything unusual before she disappeared?"Revanth sighed, rubbing his temples. "Heera was a journalis