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"Khushi ji, stop it please! I beg of you.. Please do not ruin my life like this.." Anjali cried.

At this, Khushi held Anjali's hand and led her into a dark room with a center light focused on Shyam and Arnav stood in a corner with fists clenched, held by NK.

"What a game I have played! I have killed my own child.. Poor Rani Sahiba! She has to suffer because she is my only obstacle. But, I must do what I have to! Wow! I am so proud, I have defeated the great Arnav Singh Raizada.. I have snatched his niece and will snatch his di and then Khushi ji will also be mine! I will win this game" scoffed Shyam with his evil laugh.

Anjali stood numb as the floor beneath her moved away.. Her shoulders were held by Arnav and she was leaning on to Khushi. She stumbled on her feet and then gathered her strength and walked towards Shyam. She blinked and a single tear left her eye. And she slapped him, for killing her child.

Again, for attempting to kill her brother and kidnapping him.

Again, for setting looking on to Khushi with a lustful manner.

Again, for deceiving her and her family.

Again, for ruining her life.

Arnav, Khushi, and NK stood back and knew that this would be the end result.

After venting her anger and wounds, Anjali left the room. She had always shown her loving avatar of Laksmi, but it was needed to show her as Durga and Kali.

The whole family quickly made their way up to the terrace to witness a scene that would ruin everything. It would change everything and scar relationships that there was no looking back.

Anjali Shyam Manohar Jha had committed suicide. She had followed the footsteps and met the same fate as Arnav's mother, Ratna Singh Raizada. Arnav couldn't believe it. He grabbed Shyam by the collar, and then let him go. Shyam was right. Arnav had been defeated. He had failed to fulfill the promises of love, protection, care, and fidelity he made to his di and renewed every Rakhi. He failed as a brother. He failed as an uncle.

With all these thoughts roaming his head, he stormed out of the house and drove out into the forlorn street in his white SUV. He didn't care. He drove in full acceleration and thought of his whole journey. How Shyam had even entered their lives, how Khushi entered, how Shyam was so lustful, and how he had lost his mother-like sister. He gave up and leaned his head on the steering wheel. He looked up and his eyes were red, not of despondency but of defeat, anger, regret. A lone tear left his eye and he made his mind to drive back and meet his present, not run away from it.

Khushi just stood there. Her eyes could not meet Arnav's. She looked down and knew that deep down, Arnav was right. She was responsible for everything from Shyam's deceit to Anjali's suicide. She walked towards the door, and Nani and the ewhole family went behind her, when Arnav screamed, "Stop! No one will stop her.Let her go and let us live in peace."

With that, Arnav went upstairs to his room and shut door and Khushi left the doors of Shantivan with no turning back. The only regret she had was that she never got the chance to tell Arnav that she was the mother of their child.

Arnav pulled Khushi into his cabin. He wanted answers. Why did she not try to meet him? Why did she actually leave? Why did she never come back? WHY? Did she not love him? Did she not ever have any feelings for him? Had she not understood his anger? Where was she in the last four years?

Had she moved on? What name did their love have?

To these, Khushi clenched her teeth and tightly held her tunic top and reiterated her promise of not going back to Arnav's life and making it worse. She crossed hir fingers behind her and said,

"I have been the happiest in my life these four years. Only me. For you, it was always only your di! Always di, this! Di, that! Have you ever cared for me? Di committee suicide.. What did you do? You blamed me? I was sick of being your play toy, Arnav Singh Raizada! Whenever you would want, you would yell at me and make me feel like the best person in the world and in a second, you would make me feel the worst. You would lift me up so high in the skies, and drop me suddenly that I couldn't get up. I have moved on! I hate you!"

Arnav couldn't believe his ears. Khushi had changed so much. She wasn't his anymore. He was right. He should have never let someone get so close to him that they hurt him so much. He fought back his tears. No. Arnav Singh Raizada would not cry.

He walked towards her, and Khushi customarily moved back. They bumped into the wall when Khushi realized she could go no more back. Arnav held her arm tightly, bruising, and cupped her neck. He leaned her face onto his and Khushi closed her eyes tight. Arnav said quietly in his firm, husky voice..