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Arnav was too floundered and was unable to think of anything straight. Every path to Khushi's heart seemed to have closed. It seemed as if the darkness has taken over her heart and no light of love can reach there and all thanks to the high and unbreakable walls Khushi had managed to erect around her heart. He needed her in his life, as much he required his breath or his heart to live. He wanted her forgiveness as much as man dying of thirst wanted water but will he be able ever win her and her forgiveness?

Arnav forwarded his car keys towards her with soulful eyes where Khushi's reflection was swimming in the oceans of redemption, remorse and angst. Arnav was cognizant of Khushi's instincts which would refuse her from taking any kind of help from him, after all he was nothing more than a stranger for her.

Khushi's empty eyes looked at him questioningly as she stared at him and the keys alternatively. Gulping down the painful lump formed in his throat which was choking him and restraining him from speaking anything, Arnav expounded,

" Take my car and go home. I will ask Aman to send another car for me to reach home."

Khushi was appalled by the way Arnav had understood her inner feelings without an expression. Her mind demanded her to leave from the place as Arnav was capable to taking care of himself while her heart suggested to take Arnav along with her, even if it is with the humanitarian reason.

"It's okay. You can come with me. I don't want Anjali to feel bad in case she comes to know about this tomorrow." Khushi started walking while Arnav walked behind her without uttering a single word. His eyes burned just as his heart and soul were burning. Her hatred was scarring him while her pain was tormenting him. But when would Khushi realize it?

Khushi started driving to Shantivan while Arnav looked at her with painful eyes which reflected his soul craving and pining for her. Their journey in the dark roads was filled with pregnant silences, which wanted to convey a lot of things but failed to do so, just like the journey of their love.

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Next Morning,

" Khushi, if you don't mind can I take some minutes of your time to talk with you?" Anjali asked with a weak smile on her face while Khushi immediately moved to the door and supported her to walk into the room and take a seat.

" You should have called me, Anjali. Why did you strain yourself to come here? It is not good for your health and you know that right? And what few minutes, take hours." Khushi sat down beside her while looking at her intently as she waited for her to speak.

" Khushi, this is about you and Chotte. I know that your marriage happened due to a revenge but believe me Arnav has completely accepted the marriage and is sincerely trying to make it work. He is extremely guilty of what he did and I have seen love in his eyes for you. Why don't you give him a chance, Khushi? Why don't you give a chance to the marriage which destiny had wished for?" Anjali held her Khushi's face with her one hand while looking at her with a form of motherly love and affection, while Khushi was speechless about it. She didn't want to stress Anjali and somewhere deep down her mind told her that Arnav had changed for good. But her broken pieces of heart didn't want to break further more. They didn't want to trust that person who had completely broken her and make the history, the catastrophe repeat. And to add to it, there were her Mausi's words which made her cold and not believe Arnav Singh Raizada.

" I know what you are thinking Khushi. I understand that it is difficult to trust the person who had shattered you completely and a person who had used you for the sake of revenge. But a person who is so guilty and is punishing himself for the mistake he had did in the past, deserves a chance. Your Bhaiyya had did the same but didn't he have a reservoir of love in his heart for me, which made him die to give me life. This revenge had destroyed two families completely Khushi. Now it is in our hands if we want to end this revenge game or not. And moreover Payal is going to join this family as Akash's wife so she will be more happy if she sees her sister happy in her in-laws place, isn't it Khushi?" Anjali's weak and tender voice had the desire effect. Khushi was immersed in deep thought. If she can forgive her brother who had did the same with Anjali then why not Arnav? Both were guilty for what they did and in fact guilt was a very small word to describe the torture they, themselves were inflicting on them.

Seeing Khushi in serious thoughts, Anjali rose to leave from the place knowing that Khushi needed some space and time to think about it. Anjali let out a small prayer asking the god to fill the Raizada family again with happiness and do justice to Arnav's love and redemption.

Somewhere Khushi knew that her Mausi wouldn't have wanted her to spurn someone's love and ignore someone's genuine remorse. Even though she had built high and impervious walls around her broken heart, she still had some sense in her mind and had the ability to love, probably more than anyone ever can. After all, the most broken person and the most cold person is capable of loving beyond general imagination and definition of love.

" I will give chance to it, Anjali. For you." Khushi's words stopped Anjali in her tracks while a genuine smile played on her lips as her eyes welled up with tears of joy that finally her little brother's hard redemption had got its sweet fruit. Anjali turned around on her heels and enveloped Khushi into a bear hug as she faintly whispered,

" Thank You, Khushi. Thanks a lot."

Khushi didn't know how right or how wrong her decision was but she surely knew that it was required as she knew that Arnav had registered their marriage and no amount of denying can turn that marriage illegal or unofficial. Khushi feebly reciprocated the hug, while praying to her Devi Maiyya to give her strength to not let her hatred for Arnav or her pain direct her actions or words

What will be the result of this?

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