You Own My Heart ( Completed )

Recap: Aryan wants to make  Sanjana feel better

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Aryan Mansion:

Aryan sat at the dining table, waiting for Sanjana to join him for dinner. She descended the stairs slowly and took a seat opposite him. Silence filled the space between them as they ate. Once finished, Sanjana quietly retreated to her room.

Aryan followed her and entered without hesitation. She moved towards the closet, changed into her nightdress, and turned around to find him seated on the couch, waiting.

Why is he still here? she wondered.

"Sanjana..." Aryan began.

She folded her arms. "Can you leave from here?"

"Listen, Sanjana, I truly regret what happened that night. I hope you understand. I don't want either of us to keep hiding from each other. That won't happen. So, it's better if we talk.", Aryan spoke in a calm and soothing tone. 

Sanju's eyes turned cold. "Mr. Chaitanya, if you're done with your nonsense, you better leave." she said pointing to the door.

He sighed. "Don't keep running from me. The more you try, the closer I'll be."

Sanjana clenched her fists. "You know what? I hate you the most, Mr. Chaitanya. You are a heartless beast! How does keeping me in this mansion satisfy you?"

Aryan simply said, "Sleep. We'll talk tomorrow."

Frustrated, she threw a vase at the door as he left. She sank to the carpeted floor, pulled open a drawer, and took out a photograph. Tears welled in her eyes as she held it against her chest.

What did I do to suffer this much? Is there any way to escape this misery?

She cried herself to sleep.

The next day, Aryan was at his office.

"Ranjith, call Kousalya and check what Sanjana does at home," he ordered.

Ranjith placed the call and switched to speaker mode so Aryan could hear the conversation.

"Kousalya Aunty, can you talk privately? Move away from Sanjana," Ranjith said.

"I'm away now. What is it?" asked Kowsalya in a low voice.

"What does Sanjana usually do at home?"  Ranjith asked her and Aryan was curious to know.

Kousalya sighed. "As soon as sir leaves for the office, she spends time in the garden. Later, she stays in her room reading books. She loves music and listens to songs for a while, sometimes, she even sings. She has an amazing voice, but she always seems lost in grief. The only time she smiles is when she's with the birds in the garden."

Aryan leaned back in his chair, his mind flashing back to a moment from a year ago.

Flashback – One Year Ago

The sky was fresh after the rain. Aryan had arrived at Emerald Resort for a business meeting. After finishing in the conference hall, he stepped outside for fresh air. The drizzle returned, and a soothing voice caught his attention, sending a shiver down his spine.

He followed the sound and found a girl leaning against a pillar, singing:

Muzhusa unakkena naan vaazhuren
Pudhusa dhinam dhinam ena paakkuren
Azhutha thozhula naan saanjupen
Alavillaama aasai vekkuren

I'm living entirely for you                                                                                                                                                    You are seeing me daily, in a new way                                                                                                                        If I cry, I will lean on your shoulder                                                                                                                                I m falling so deeply