Kat, the strory progress to four months ans so is aarti from her pain
The first sketch of a unseen baby that take my heart away the orphan kids, prahsant and her good time memories and frnz like zoya and ahmend shadoes her life from harsh light
Then zoya wedding will be a affair to rember
Then I wanna say about yash but ansh
Since their return from Mumbai the happy, cheerful Ansh had changed
5pm became the horror zone for the Scindia household.
Poor small kid ansh is missing the motherly figure aarti has imprinted on the innocent kid senses.. that was unbelivevalble and heart wrenching
Yash is only soothing ansh but what about him tapsaya ….loosing arpita…. N then
. Yash slept with his son next to him. Ansh was cuddled at his father's chest, his face towards his parent as a small fist tightly clasped the white kurta Yash wore to bed. Yash had his arm draped over his son's body, even in sleep guarding him from falling over the edge.
He felt so guilty for something he had no control over, punished himself constantly for no fault of his. When would he learn to let go? This constant obsession did no one any good – not Ansh and definitely not him. Perhaps her husband was right – this Delhi trip may well be the answer to their problem
Loved it kat will be a very small word to saythanks for pm and update