Chapter 1 - Page 1
Chapter 2 - Page 2
Chapter 3 - Page 3
Okay. So the new promo showed me it possible that Purvi and Arjun might, just might, get back together. And so I had happy ideas pinging in my brain. So here goes.
Chapter 1
Arjun opened the link to the email he recently received only to see a video file attached. The servers were currently slow at the company so Arjun clicked the "play" button and got up to search for a file for the latest project from the filing cabinet. All of a sudden Purvis voice emanated the room.
"Did I do the right thing by giving my daughter to Ovi, Onir?" Her voice filled with sorrow and pain.
What the hell was going? What was Purvi saying?
He swiftly moved toward his chair and sat without lifting his eyes from the screen.
The room looked familiar and he realised it must have been the hospital footage in the room where Pari was kept whilst she was in the incubator.
"My daughter is going to live with her father. She will be a part of his life and share his name. She'll be happy won't she, Onir?"
Arjun's eyes glistened with tears not knowing whether it was due to the fact purvi separated herself from her child just to make Ovi and him happy or whether he was angry that she didn't tell him about his child.
He restarted the video hoping this was just some kind of illusion. To his dismay he heard those piercing word again and again.
How could Purvi not tell him that she was having their child? And she gave their daughter away just like that? Yes he was her father but wasn't she Pari's mother? Wasn't she the one who carried her in her womb for almost 9 months? Wasn't she attached to her?
He swiped his phone of the desk and rang Manav.
"Hello?"
"Hello Baba. Could you please order everyone to come to my city flat, immediately? By that I mean everyone who lives in your house Ovi, dad, Sulochana aaji, Onir and Purvi. I shall be waiting."
Without waiting for a reply he hung up the phone, grabbed his keys and laptop and stormed out of the office after ordering his secretary to cancel every meeting he had this week.
30 minutes later
"Baba, why are we all here?" Purvi questioned.
"I don't know, beta. Arjun told me to get everyone here and then hung up."
Teju knocked on the door, realising it was opened they all entered and moved into the centre of the almost empty and spacious apartment to see an angry Arjun waiting.
He walked up to Purvi without giving anyone a glance. His eyes filling up with more rage than anyone had ever seen.
SLAAAPPP!!!!!!!!!
The sound bounced from the four walls, ceiling and the ground of the apartment. Gasps echoed in the room dispersing and causing the same effect as the slap. Everyone were too shocked to respond to Arjun's slap.
"HOW COULD YOU, PURVI? ITNA BARA JHOOT AUR DHOKA? AND YOU HID IT FROM ME? THE ONE PERSON OTHER THAN YOU WHO HAD THE RIGHT TO KNOW, YET YOU CHOSE TO FORGET ABOUT IT? YOU FORCED ME TO GET MARRIED TO OVI, YOU FORCED ME TO LIVE MY LIFE WITH OVI AND LOOK WHERE THAT LED TO? THE BABY DEVELOPING IN HER DIED, MAYBE THAT WAS A SIGN THAT OUR RELATIONSHIP WAS DEAD TOO?
Purvi's sobs racked her body,knowing he knew the truth. Tears continuously rolling down her eyes.
"Arjun what are you saying? Our Pari is here in my arms."
"OVI! SHE ISN'T YOUR DAUGHTER. OUR BABY DIED IN YOUR WOMB."
"What are you saying Arjun? Pari is in my arms?" Ovi repeated.
Arjun moved towards Ovi.
He gently lifted Pari out of Ovi's arms and lowered his voice.
"Ovi, listen to me. Pari. Is. Not. Your. Daughter."
"No Arjun-"
"STOP." He moved toward the only furniture in the room; a leather sofa and a coffee table where he had placed his laptop.
He opened the video and called everyone to come and see. They all gathered around the sofa and he played the video letting it play longer than before.
All were completely shocked.
"I am Pari's father and Purvi is Pari's mother. And before you say anything Ovi I did not have an affair. Pari was conceived during the period when we were going to get married. I checked Purvi's real pregnancy reports. She was 7 1/2 months pregnant."
"NO!" Ovi shrieked. She stormed to ...
Cliffhanger.
It is now 12.05am and I therefore, bid you all goodnight.
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