🖤 So the story continues…
🌸 At Adya's side…
The house was finally quiet.
After the chaos… the noise… the danger—
this silence felt strange.
Almost unfamiliar.
Kaashvi looked at everyone carefully, her eyes filled with concern.
"Dii… you all are okay?"
Anu gave a small reassuring smile.
"Yes, Kaashu… we're fine."
Ridhima nodded too, though her expression still carried traces of fear.
A pause settled between them.
Heavy… yet calm.
Adya stood near the window.
Looking outside.
Her face was composed—
but her thoughts weren't.
After a few seconds, she spoke—
"Tomorrow… we're going to India."
Everyone looked at her.
The decision was sudden.
But her tone made one thing clear—
it wasn't a suggestion.
Anu nodded slowly.
"Okay…"
Kaashvi frowned slightly.
"So soon?"
Adya didn't turn.
"Yes."
Silence again.
Then—
Adya looked at Ridhima.
"Ridhi… Armaan bhai came here?"
Ridhima blinked, then nodded.
"Yes… he came yesterday."
A pause.
"I met him at the restaurant… but you all were busy."
Anu's expression changed.
"You didn't tell us?"
Kaashvi added immediately,
"Yes, Ridhi di… why didn't you say anything?"
Ridhima sighed softly.
Her shoulders dropped slightly.
"Because you all were busy…"
A pause.
"And honestly… bhai didn't even tell me he was coming."
She looked at them.
"Sorry, guys…"
For a moment—
no one spoke.
Then Adya walked toward her.
Calm. Steady.
"It's okay."
Just two words.
But enough.
Ridhima's expression softened.
Then Adya spoke again—
"Go and sleep. We're leaving early tomorrow."
"Okay…"
"Good night…"
One by one—
they left.
But Adya stayed.
Standing there alone.
Her thoughts slowly drifting back—
The meeting.
The chaos.
Him.
Shivansh.
Her jaw tightened slightly.
"Why did I go back…?" she whispered.
She closed her eyes.
Then shook her head.
"Focus."
And walked to her room.
🖤 At Shivansh's side…
The mansion was bright.
Warm.
Alive.
As Shivansh entered with his group—
They saw Rudra, Shivangi, Kriti, and Abhi sitting together.
Watching TV.
Laughing.
Like nothing had happened.
Shivansh looked at them.
"What are you all doing here?"
A pause.
"And where is Armaan?"
Kriti smiled.
"Nothing, bhai… we were waiting for you."
"And Armaan bhai is in the study room."
Shivansh nodded.
"Okay."
He turned slightly—
"Kaka… call Armaan."
"Okay, baba," Kaka replied.
Soon—
everyone gathered at the dining table.
Dinner started.
Armaan joined them.
Calm. Observant.
Everything looked normal—
But it wasn't.
Because everyone was thinking about the same thing.
Tonight.
After a few minutes—
Shivansh spoke.
"Tomorrow… we're going to India."
All eyes turned toward him.
No questions.
No arguments.
"Okay."
Armaan nodded.
Then suddenly—
"Wait… I'll call Ridhima."
"I won't be able to meet her before leaving."
He was about to stand—
When—
Aarav spoke,
"Yeah… okay. Tell her."
Silence.
Everyone looked at him.
Aarav froze.
Shivansh smirked slightly.
Abhinav raised an eyebrow.
Rudra tried to hide his smile.
Armaan looked straight at Aarav.
"Why are you so interested?"
Aarav leaned back casually.
"Nothing. Just saying."
But his tone betrayed him.
Because deep inside—
He cared.
Armaan smirked slowly.
"Hm… interesting."
Abhinav chuckled.
"Very interesting."
Aarav rolled his eyes.
"Shut up."
But now—
Everyone understood.
Something had started.
🌙 Later that night…
Armaan stepped aside and called Ridhima.
📱 At Ridhima's side…
Her phone lit up.
Armaan bhai calling…
She picked up.
"Hii bhai…"
Armaan smiled softly.
"Hii bachha… I'm leaving tomorrow. Going to India."
Ridhima paused.
"So soon?"
"Yeah… work."
Silence.
"You didn't even meet properly…" she said softly.
Armaan noticed.
"I'll meet you there."
She nodded slightly.
"Okay…"
"Take care."
"You too…"
Call ended.
Ridhima looked at her phone.
Lost in thought.
Then—
A name crossed her mind.
Aarav.
She frowned slightly.
"Why am I thinking about him…?"
But deep inside—
She already knew the answer.
🔥 Ending Line
"Some journeys begin with decisions…
but the real story starts with the feelings no one is ready to admit." 🖤⚡