So the story continues…
📱 Call with Brother
Adya held the phone close to her ear.
"Bhai… woh…"
A pause.
"I'm at his house."
Silence.
"Why, bachha?"
his voice came—gentle.
Adya replied calmly—
"It's because of what happened that night…"
"Hm… okay."
A pause.
"Take care."
"Bye, bhai."
"Bye."
The call ended.
Adya stared at the phone for a moment.
Princess…
Why did he call me that?
She shook her head.
Pushing the thought away.
And slowly—
She fell asleep.
🌅 Morning — Dining Hall
Everyone was already seated.
Shivansh's gaze shifted to Adya.
"When are you leaving?"
"After breakfast."
A pause.
"Then come with me. I'll drop you."
Silence.
Everyone froze.
Because—
Shivansh Rathore never dropped anyone.
Adya nodded slightly.
"Okay… drop me at the hospital."
"Which hospital?"
"S.K.S.R Hospital."
Rudra and Shivangi exchanged shocked looks.
Breakfast ended.
Everyone left.
🚗 In the Car
Silence.
Only the sound of the engine.
Adya played a soft song.
Time passed quietly.
Then—
Her phone rang.
A small smile appeared on her lips.
"Hii bachha…"
A sweet voice replied—
"Hii Angel di! Are you coming today? Please come na…"
Adya's eyes softened instantly.
"Okay bachha… I'll come today."
She ended the call.
Then turned slightly toward Shivansh.
"Can you drop me at an ashram?"
A pause.
"But first… can we go to a mall?"
"I need to buy something."
Her tone—
Soft.
Almost childish.
Shivansh noticed.
Every detail.
For a moment—
He didn't reply.
Then—
"Okay."
"First mall… then I'll drop you."
Silence returned.
But this time—
It felt different.
🛍 At the Mall
Adya moved through the store.
Picking chocolates.
Candies.
Small gifts.
Her face—
Light.
Happy.
Carefree.
A side of her—
No one had seen before.
Except him.
She went to pay—
But the bill—
Was already done.
She looked at him.
He didn't say anything.
Just turned away.
🚗 Back in the Car
They sat again.
Driving toward the ashram.
Adya hesitated.
Then—
"Can I ask you something?"
"You don't need permission."
A pause.
"Did you know me… before that night?"
Shivansh didn't look at her.
"Yeah."
Her heartbeat slowed.
"How…?"
Before he could answer—
The car stopped.
"We're here."
Ashram.
He avoided the answer.
🏡 At the Ashram
Adya stepped out.
Without looking back—
Shivansh drove away.
Adya walked inside—
And instantly—
"Angel diii!!!"
Children ran toward her.
Hugging her tightly.
"You didn't miss us?"
one child pouted.
Adya laughed softly.
Pulling them closer.
"I missed you all… a lot, bachha."
"We missed you too, diii!"
Their laughter filled the space.
Pure.
Warm.
Real.
A world—
Completely opposite to his.
✨ End of Chapter 15
To be continued…
📌 End Note
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