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44

As soon as Vidhushi sent me the address of the workplace, I searched it up. It was a manufacturing company. Sheila was in marketing, so Sanyukta had to be working in a team that was not related to marketing. Maybe she had completed her engineering somewhere else... or maybe she was working in another business stream.

I booked my flight tickets to Bangkok right away and I called in to work and told them that I had a personal emergency. Everyone loved me at work, so they didn't question it.

After telling Parth and Vidhushi I was leaving, I packed one suitcase with a few clothes and got ready to go. The closest flight I could get was for the following day, and I decided to get on that exact one.

Once I got to Bangkok, the office's were still open for the day, so I quickly put my belongings in a hotel room and took a taxi to the office that Sheila told Vidhushi about, and went to the reception immediately.

"Hi, I'm here to meet Sanyukta Agarwal," I told the receptionist coolly.

"Sanyukta Agarwal?" the receptionist asked, sounding surprised. "Sir, Sanyukta Agarwal left a week ago."

"What? What do you mean she left? Where did she go?" I asked the receptionist urgently.

"We cannot disclose that information sir," the receptionist replied. "I'm very sorry."

"Please," I told the receptionist, "This is very important. If it wasn't important, I wouldn't ask you."

The receptionist sighed.

"She switched to an oil company," the receptionist replied, and then told me the name of the company.

"Thank you," I said gratefully, and took the taxi to the oil company the receptionist pointed out.

At this point I was tired. My body was drained of energy, but my six years of waiting was holding precedence, because what my body lacked, my heart provided.

I went to the oil company and asked the receptionist there to meet Sanyukta.

"Her shift starts at midnight sir," the receptionist at the oil company said.

"Midnight?" I asked... what kind of shift started at midnight?

"Yes, she works from midnight until eight in the morning... it's typical for janitors here," the receptionist replied.

"J - Janitor?" I asked the receptionist, my eyes wide open. "S - Sanyukta is a janitor?"


45

Sanyukta was intelligent and very capable - how could she be working as a janitor? This couldn't be my Sanyukta. This had to be another Sanyukta.

"Okay, I'll wait for her," I told the receptionist politely, but I had already known that this one wasn't my Sanyukta.

There was no way my Sanyukta would be working here as a janitor - her family had been very well off and they would have never allowed their daughter to work in a janitorial position.

Unless, they kicked her out - but then, why wouldn't she come and find me? Her anger couldn't be that big, that she wouldn't meet me once and would resort to being a janitor?

I was so easy to find - I had posted public profiles on social media, in case she ever decided that she wanted to come and find me.

I sat in the waiting room, and soon, when it was quarter to twelve, the door opened and a lady, who was probably in her mid-thirties, and was dressed in a blue uniform appeared.

"Hey," I said to her, "Do you know Sanyukta Agarwal?"

"I am Sanyukta Agarwal," she replied, and I felt a strange sense of relief.

"Oh... alright... sorry - I was looking for another Sanyukta Agarwal,"
I mumbled awkwardly.

The lady looked at me like I was strange, and then I got up and took a taxi back to my hotel. I messaged Vidhushi at the hotel and told her that Sheila's Sanyukta wasn't our Sanyukta.

I lay down in bed and covered my face with my hands as I realized that all this while, when I thought I had been getting somewhere, I had been back where I started.

I closed my eyes, knowing that, surely, one day or another, me and Sanyukta would meet.

"I love you Sanyukta," I whispered out loud.

The next morning, when I woke up, I checked my Facebook profile, and saw that there was a message from someone who wasn't my friend.

Kristina D'Souza.

The girl had written: Hey... you don't know me anymore but I just wanted to tell you that I still know you and think you're special. You don't have to reply, but this was just something I felt like telling you because, well... I don't know. My feelings for you date back, and I haven't seen you in a while.

Who was Kristina D'Souza? I checked her profile, but it was blank. Nothing was uploaded.

Was this a prank? Who was this girl? I decided to reply, my heart beating fast, because somewhere deep down, I wanted to believe that this girl was my Sanyukta.

I wrote to her: I miss you. Please come back. I can't even tell you how alone I've been feeling ever since you left me completely. Please forgive me. I'm so sorry for everything I did.

She never replied to me again.


46

I went back to India, and for the next two weeks, my mind often wandered to the girl who was shown to be Kristina D'Souza. Was she Sanyukta? If she was, then why wouldn't Sanyukta speak further? Why use a fake name?

Parth told me, once more, to move on, albeit this time indirectly, and I had to appreciate his effort, but moving on was not even part of the question for me. I would lose myself loving Sanyukta if it came to that. I was happy, just loving her, even if it meant I would never see her again.

It was only once two weeks had passed, when I got a phone call. It was a long distance number. I was at work, so I just ended the call, but a part of me regretted it and I didn't know why.

Once work was over for the day, I checked my voicemail, and I heard a familiar voice.

"Hi... Randhir. It's Sanyu's mom. I am calling for her. She's miserable. Call me back please and I'll explain everything to you," the voice said.

My heart was beating incredibly fast, and I dialed the number that Sanyukta's mom had called me with. I didn't know why Sanyukta didn't reach out to me herself if she was so miserable, but I knew that she must have reasons - her own reasons, even if they may seem strange.

The phone was ringing - but nobody answered.

I quickly went home and tried again, before sighing and leaving a voicemail.

"Hi Aunty, it's me, Randhir. Please call me once you get this message... please," I recorded.

Then I hung up and waited.

I waited and I waited, but the call only came back two days later.

"We're in Canada Randhir," Anju said to me as soon as I answered the phone. "I'll give you my address. Please come as soon as you can."

I took down the address and boarded the next plane to Canada.


47

As soon as I got to Canada, I took a taxi to the address that Sanyukta's mom had given me.

On the taxi ride there, my heart was beating quickly, out of nervousness. I didn't know why my breathing was getting faster. Six years away from her. What happened to her in the last six years? Where had she disappeared, and why - just why, hadn't she contacted me once? How about the child that had been growing inside her - my child, where was our child? Was our child okay?

The thought that today I might not just be seeing Sanyukta, but may be seeing my child too, was to say the least, nerve-wracking, yet exciting.

When Anju told me that Sanyukta was miserable, I felt miserable too, but a part of me was relieved that she was alive.

Once I got to the house - it was a big house, worthy of the Agarwal's status, I rang the doorbell.

Anju opened the door and looked at me suspiciously for a moment.

"Hi... it's Randhir," I said to her.

"I know," she responded, "Come in."

I entered the house, and followed her through a long hallway, into a big living room with an expensive chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

She indicated for me to sit down on the sofa, and I did.

"Tea? Coffee? Anything to eat?" she asked, her temper sounding short - like she didn't want me to be here.

"No, I'm good," I told her calmly.

Then she sat down beside me and pursed her lips together tightly, before speaking up.

"Look Randhir, I'll be very up front with you - I don't like you," Anju started, and I felt my heart hammer - she didn't even know me, why didn't she like me?

"You've caused my Sanyu a lot of pain," Anju continued. "She would cry days on end over you. In fact, I would relate the only reason that my Sanyu is this way, is because of you."

What way? I wanted to ask her questions, but Anju didn't seem like she wanted to be interrupted.

"You hurt her a lot - when we asked her to abort her fetus, she refused. Why? Because she said that she couldn't just kill a part of her, a part of you. So we forcefully brought her here," Anju explained. "She didn't want to go, she wanted to finish her degree, but we told her we'll allow her to continue her studies here. She scored good marks, she would definitely be accepted to a reputed university here. Then she told us that she didn't want to leave you. I had to slap some sense into her... clearly you didn't care about her. Not once did you come back and try to explain yourself to us. Not once did you come and apologize."

"I came Aunty!" I interrupted. "I came, but you had already left."

"Then you didn't come quick enough," Anju snapped at me, and I felt my hands start to shake - she was right.

"We took Sanyu's phone to show her, that if you really cared about her, you would come, and at that point, she had already expressed that she didn't want to speak to you, because you lied to her over something. She never told us what," Anju said to me, looking at me suspiciously.

I knew that Sanyukta made it seem like our night spent together was consensual and completely sober. Otherwise her parent's may have filed a police report.

"Anyways, I don't care what the lies were about... she doesn't listen to me anymore. You're the only one who can help her now, otherwise I would never resort to this," Anju said. "Her father died of a heart attack two years ago. He couldn't see his daughter like this - not speaking to anyone, returning home late at night, not caring about anything, fighting all the time. She went insane."

"Wh - where is she right now?" I asked Anju.

"She's with her psychiatrist," Anju explained.

"Psychiatrist?" I asked Anju.

"She's very depressed," Anju explained, "I thought since she didn't talk to anyone, she would at least maybe talk to a psychiatrist. She's talked about ending her life on more than one occasion, she has self harmed. She's in a terrible state."

Then I saw Anju's eyes fill with tears, and I knew that she really was concerned about her daughter.

"Randhir, I promise you, that if my daughter's happiness is with you, and if you can help her, then I won't separate you two," Anju whispered. "Please help her... please."

I stood up and walked up to Sanyukta's mom before falling down to my knees in front of her, my eyes filled with tears.

I pressed my hands together in front of her and bowed down.

"I promise you, whether she loves me or not, if she wants me or not, it doesn't matter. Even if bringing her back will kill me, I will bring her back. I promise," I told Anju, and took a deep breath as tears fell down my cheeks.

That was when I heard the front door open.

"Mom, don't send me back!" my Sanyukta's voice screamed. "I swear I'll kill myself if you force me to go back to that stupid psychiatrist."

I stood up and turned around as she walked into the living room, wearing dark blue skinny jeans and a white blouse.

My eyes met hers after six long years, and she held on to the wall for support, as if she had just seen something she had never expected to see. Then her eyes filled with tears, and my eyes filled with fresh tears too, my heart aching.

She had dark circles under her eyes. Other than that, she looked just the same, with her straight hair falling down to her chest and her beautiful, sharp features.

I wanted to run up to her and hug her so tightly, that she forgot all of her misery. I wanted to shield her, protect her from the harshness of the world. I wanted to take her away from it all.

She slowly walked towards me, and I walked towards her. I felt like I had forgotten that the world existed - it was her, and only her.
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Finally u updated di...

Randhir meet a wrong sanyukta
His hopes broke again...

But destiny is always against what we think...
when Randhir left all hope he got her back...

Randhir broken to see sanyukta's miserable state...
He is ready to do anything for sanyukta...

Plz update next part sooner...

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Wow the much awaited per is here
Rd was so scared and excited too to meet her
Bt she was not his sanyu

Bt destiny wants them to unite
Here her mom herself contact him


Rd broken to know abut her miserable condition
Poor sanyu gone through so much

Wtng for next
Update soon

Love u
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Super update!!!
Pls post nxt part today itself.Pls
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Finally they met... our sandhir met!!!!!!!! Wowww
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emotional update.
Finally Randhir met his Sanyu.
Sanyu is in miserable condition.
where is their child
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Sanyukta ol depressed..😭 both of them hv been miserable ol these years..now Dt dey hv met I hope evrythn goes well b/w them...cont soon
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48

As we approached each other and the world froze around us, I felt like I had died. It was like nothing existed. I was in another world. I had forgotten to breathe.

When she reached me, and there were only a few inches between our bodies, Sanyukta raised a shaking hand and touched my cheek, as if she was confirming whether I was really there or not.

Tears were falling down her cheeks, and I wanted to wipe her pain away, but my arms lay limp by my sides.

As her fingers caressed my cheek, I felt goosebumps erupt all over my body and I shivered. Her long lost touch brought back so many memories of the times we spent together.

Then she let our a loud sob before she removed her hand from my cheek. Sanyukta turned around and started to run outside, as I watched her leave.

I was about to run after her when I heard the front door slam shut.

"Don't," Anju said, and I turned around to look at her. "Leave her alone. She'll come back."

I nodded and went back to the couch, where I sat down.

I waited with Anju, and after a few moments, Anju spoke up.

"I just want her back," she whispered. "I want her to be happy."

"I'll bring her back and make sure she's happy," I told her positively, as I looked up at her. "But there's one thing I wanted to ask you... can Sanyukta live with me for a while?"

Anju's eyes widened at my request.

"Do you even know what you are asking for?" she asked me.

"I know it's hard for you, but I promise it'll bring her back sooner. It'll bring her happiness back even more quickly," I told Anju.

"How can I let my daughter just go and live with a man like this, especially one I don't trust?" Anju asked me. "It's not that simple."

"It can be that simple," I told her. "You just need to trust me - if you want me to marry her, then I'll marry her."

Anju looked at me with shock.

"Will you really marry Sanyu?" she asked me, sounding like she couldn't believe it.

"I will marry her," I told Anju firmly. "I will marry her and keep her very happy."

"Then you can take her," Anju said, her eyes filling up with tears. "I don't have much of a choice anyways - she won't marry anyone I would choose for her, and I don't know if anyone will marry her."

"She's beautiful - you might be able to find better men for her than me," I said.

"Outer beauty is limited Randhir," Anju explained, "Plus, she won't marry anyone I choose... I can see a ray of hope with you. I don't think she will say no."

"You don't?" I asked her, surprised.

"She knows you and at one point she was with you," Anju said simply. "If there's anyone I could get her to agree marrying, it is you."

I smiled - if Sanyukta married me, then I knew that I could bring her back. I would hold her so tight, that she would forget all of her pain. I would make sure she passed on all her problems to me. I would carry the weight of it all on my shoulders, happily.

"Who else lives with you?" I asked.

"My son Ankit and his wife. They went to the United States for a week," Anju said to me, "But if you're going to marry Sanyukta, I want it to happen quickly, maybe even before they come back."

"Why?" I asked her curiously.

"I want her to get better sooner, and Ankit would never agree to let her marry you," Anju explained, "So it's better we do it fast."

I was surprised that Anju was giving in so easily. Not just that, but she was ready to do this behind her son's back.

"As you wish," I replied simply.

We waited for Sanyukta, but she only came home after 3 AM. When she entered, she stumbled into the living room. She was drunk.

"Oh God," Anju said, smacking her forehead. "See, this is why I told you, nobody would marry her. The things this girl does... she'll kill me one day."

"Don't worry. I'll take care of her," I said to Anju, as Sanyukta saw me and stumbled towards me.

"I can't deal with her anymore," Anju said, sounding frustrated. "I just can't. I understand if you won't marry her."

"I'll marry her," I told Anju firmly. "Nothing will be able to change that decision of mine."

"Marry him?" Sanyukta asked, slurring. "Nobody asked me!"

I walked up to her and fell down to my knees in front of her before extending my hand in front of her.

"Will you marry me?" I asked her softly.

Sanyukta stared at me blankly for a few moments before tears fell out of her eyes.

She took my hand and I felt a surge of electricity run up my spine.

"Yes," she replied. "But you have to marry me now."

I looked into her eyes and I knew that she was drunk - but she was not crazy drunk. She was sober enough to make decisions - maybe stupid ones, but ones that her heart approved of.

"I will marry you now, but tomorrow we'll get married again," I told her softly.

"Okay," she responded softly, and I stood up.

"Let me take this girl to her room," Anju intervened, and then put her arm around Sanyukta, before she started to walk with her.

"But - mom, I want Randhir," Sanyukta whined, her voice cracking.

"Sanyu, go to sleep. You'll get Randhir," Anju responded, and then dragged her all the way to her room.

I fell down on the couch and covered my face with my hands. What was Sanyukta doing to herself? It hurt me to see her behave this way, but I didn't have a choice. I had to bear it to bring her out of it.

One thing that I knew with certainty was that tomorrow Sanyukta would not take getting married to me so lightly. Tomorrow I may have to bear a lot of harsh words, but I was ready to.

Sure her words may kill me, but with me being ready to die, could it really be that bad?

I sent a silent thanks out - I wanted to thank whatever brought me here, because now I could help her and support her. Now I could show her my love.


49

I had fallen asleep on the couch. I only woke up in the morning when I heard someone shuffling around me. It was Anju.

"I didn't want to wake you up because you had already fallen asleep," she explained. "Take care of Sanyu in case she wakes up, okay? She's still sleeping, but I have to go out to the mandir and get a pandit."

"Right now?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes," Anju said, her temperament sounding short. "I want to get you two married quickly."

"She hasn't even agreed," I told her. "What if she says no?"

"She won't have a choice," Anju snapped. "I'm not going to let her say no. Just take care of her... oh and don't cross your limits."

I looked down and nodded, as she picked up her purse. Then she went outside and locked the front door. As soon as she did that, I ran up the stairs, and searched for Sanyukta's bedroom.

When I opened the correct room, Sanyukta stirred in her bed from the sound of the door opening. Her eyes opened. I closed the door behind me and walked up to her before sitting down on the bed.

She looked at me, and tears invaded her eyes. She didn't say anything. She just stared.

I reached out and touched her cheek softly. She squeezed her eyes shut. I picked up her head and placed it on my lap, feeling her tears fall onto my pants. I stroked her hair, and soon her breathing evened again, and she had fallen back to sleep.

I leaned against the headboard of the bed and closed my eyes too, before I had fallen asleep as well.

I was woken up by Anju, who sounded infuriated.

"I told you to look after her, what are you doing with her?" she screamed.

"Wha - nothing!" I said, as Sanyukta sat up, being woken up as well.

"She was sleeping on your lap, you're very shameless!" Anju snapped.

"M - mom," Sanyukta said, tears springing in her eyes. "He didn't do anything."

I looked at Sanyukta with awe - even after all these years, she was still standing up for me in front of her mom?

"I swear, I didn't even have any dirty thoughts," I said defensively.

"Good, keep it that way," Anju said. "Anyways, the pandit is here. I brought one of my friends too, so we have enough witnesses. Come down, both of you."

"What?" Sanyukta asked, sounding enraged.

"You're getting married to Randhir," Anju said simply and dropped two bags on the ground. "I bought a sherwani for you Randhir, and Sanyu your sari is there too. Both of you get ready - separately, and come down. This is my final decision."

Then she closed the door behind her and left the two of us alone, as Sanyukta looked up at me with shock.


50

"So she thinks I'll marry you just because none of her other targets have worked?" Sanyukta hissed. "She's out of her mind. I'm not going to marry you."

She stood up and went to grab the bags that Anju had dropped on the ground.

"This lady thinks she can get rid of me and throw her burden on someone else," Sanyukta said, her voice cracking. "I hate her."

"Don't say that," I murmured as I followed her. "Sanyukta, you won't be a burden on anyone, especially not me."

She turned around and glared at me sharply, dropping the bags on the ground.

"Randhir, I'm not the kind of girl you want to marry," she said simply.

Then she went to her bed and sat down, crossing her legs together. Tears filled her eyes and she sniffled.

"I've slept with other guys," she told me, looking up at me to see my reaction. "I've had many one night stands... I don't even know their names, and barely remember their faces."

I walked up to her and fell to the ground in front of her before taking both of her hands in mine.

"Sanyukta, what you did doesn't tell me anything about you and it most definitely doesn't change my perception of you - you're still very pure to me," I told her softly.

She sounded like she was going to choke.

"Randhir, our child is dead," she said, sounding irritated. "You have no reason to be here for me."

"What?" I asked, shocked. "What do you mean our child is dead?"

"I mean what I said. I... I went through a lot of complications during the pregnancy, maybe due to stress, maybe because of something else... I don't know... and... and... I lost my baby," she cried. "Our baby was supposed to be a girl."

I rubbed small circles in her hand as my own eyes prickled with tears. This girl had gone through hell because of me. She was stressed because of me. She lost her baby because of me too. She was this way because of me... how could Anju not hate me after all of that?

"I... I'm sorry," I whispered to her.

"Randhir sorry won't bring back my life," she said, her voice hoarse. "I hate the world now. I don't want anything... not even you."

I looked up into her eyes, and I knew she was lying. The desire she had for me was very much evident in her eyes, even today.

"Will you marry me?" I asked her softly. "I promise you that I'll keep you happy."

"I can't, I won't. I'm not the kind of girl you want... and I still can't forget about that lie," she whispered.

"You're Sanyukta. You're my Sanyukta," I said. "Your mom is ready to get us married. I'm ready to marry you. I know you want me even today Sanyukta... don't let go of this opportunity."

"I've let go of enough opportunities, that letting go of one more won't kill me," she whispered.

"It will kill me though," I replied to her, tears falling from my eyes. "Why do you want to kill me Sanyukta?"

She took a deep breath before sobbing heavily. I brought her hands to my lips and kissed both of them together.

"Will you marry me?" I asked again.

She cried and nodded. I smiled at her - to me, no matter what mistakes she made, or where she went, or what she did with her life, she was the same. She was my Sanyukta. Nothing could change that.

"Randhir I lied," she whispered, "I've been very drunk, I've done a lot of things, but I never did anything with another man. I tried. Trust me Randhir, I tried, but I couldn't. I don't know why. I wouldn't allow myself to... I kept thinking of you. I only wanted you."

I sat next to her on the bed and she rested her head on my shoulder, as I stroked her arm softly. I felt tears fall from my eyes as she sobbed against me.

"I'm sorry," I murmured to her. "I'm sorry about everything I did."

"Do you still love me Randhir?" she asked softly.

"More than ever," I replied honestly. "I love you a lot... in the last six years, I had been waiting for this moment. The moment where I get to see you again, where I get to hold you again."

"I love you too Randhir," she whispered, and then pressed her face against my neck, as she tried to get closer to me.

Her tears fell on my body, but her confession stained my heart, and more than everything else, her love touched my soul.

51

I went into the bathroom to change, while Sanyukta got dressed in her room. I went downstairs first and sat down in the living room, where the priest had already set up a homa kundam. Sanyukta came down soon after, tears falling from her eyes.

The priest then began chanting the mantras, as Anju and her friend sat on the floor beside me and Sanyukta. The priest guided us through the rituals, and soon, we took our seven rounds around the fire. After filling her hair parting with vermillion and tying the mangalsutra around her neck, the priest said that as per tradition, we were married.

Sanyukta stared at the fire with teary eyes and I didn't know how to feel. Twenty four hours ago, if someone would have told me that all of this was going to happen, I may have laughed at them.

My eyes really opened. So much could happen in a single moment, that twenty four hours was a lot of time.

After the priest and Anju's friend left, Anju came up to me and Sanyukta and told us to sit on the couch, and we both obeyed, Sanyukta still staring blankly ahead of her.

"Where is she going?" Anju asked me.

"India," I responded quickly. "I have a job there and my own place."

"Did you ask her?" Anju asked, narrowing her eyes at me.

"N - no," I said, realizing that Anju was right - I hadn't even asked Sanyukta if she wanted to come with me.

"Mom, I'll go," Sanyukta intervened.

"Okay, fine," Anju said. "I expect you to keep my Sanyu happy - there should be no problems financially either."

"There aren't," I said quickly, "She can have everything she wants. She won't have any financial problems."

Anju should have had this conversation with me before the marriage - why she waited until after the marriage was beyond me.

"Good. I expect you to remain faithful to her, and do your duty as a husband... don't think I will spare you if you hurt her," Anju threatened.

"Mom!" Sanyukta exclaimed, sounding offended, "He's my husband now. Whatever needs to be talked about, can be spoken between us, you don't need to interfere! It's none of your business!"

I looked at Sanyukta with shock - her mother was just looking out for her, there was no need to accuse her like that... but I didn't say anything. Sanyukta and her mother's relationship was not one I should interfere in.

"Sanyu, I'm trying to secure your future!" Anju said, sounding hurt.

"Don't bother!" Sanyukta said out loud. "Randhir can we leave?"

I stared at the two of them blankly, before speaking.

"Sanyukta, your mom is only looking out for you," I said to her softly, "We're going to India. You may not see her for a long time."

"I don't care," Sanyukta snapped. "Randhir, don't interfere. How I speak to my mom is my business, not yours! This lady tried to take me to psychiatrist, tried to send me to therapy sessions and even rehab! Why would I want to -"

"Sanyu I was just concerned!" Anju yelled.

"Mom I don't care! Randhir, let's go!" Sanyukta urged, sounding frustrated. "I'm going to pack my suitcase."

Then she got up and stormed up the stairs as I looked after her, shocked by the way she had just spoken to her mom.

Anju started to sob in front of me and I awkwardly held her shoulder, not knowing what else I could do.

"I tried to look out for her... I just wanted to see her happy," Anju said, sobbing.

"I know," I murmured.

"Oh... Randhir," Anju said, wiping away her tears. "There's something you need to know... something Sanyukta doesn't even know, and you can't tell her because - because she will go insane."

"What is it?" I asked Anju softly.

Then Anju told me a truth that was about to be the bane of my existence.
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Posted: 10 years ago
Amazing updates!!!!
I know the baby is alive.
Pls post nxt part soon...

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