You Own My Heart ( Completed )

Recap: Manasi finds someone to trap Sanjana

Late at night, Manasi picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Daniel, I've sent you a mobile number," she said, her voice calm but firm. "Contact that person. She'll tell you what needs to be done next. Remember, use a new number to call her, and make sure it's completely confidential."

Daniel hesitated for a moment. "Who is this person?"

"You'll find out when you talk to her," Manasi replied cryptically.

"Alright, I'll take care of it."

Later that night, Daniel called the mysterious contact. The woman on the other end gave him precise instructions for the plan but never revealed her identity. He listened carefully, making mental notes, aware of the secrecy surrounding the operation.

The next morning, Sanjana got dressed and walked into the dining room for breakfast. Her face radiated happiness, something Aryan couldn't ignore. He observed her for a moment before sliding a credit card across the table toward her.

"Take this card. Use it for whatever you need," he said, his tone casual but authoritative.

She hesitated, unsure whether to accept it.

Aryan's expression hardened. "If you don't take the card, you'd better stay home."

Sanjana sighed and grabbed the card from his hand.

"Call me if you run into any problems," he added, sipping his coffee.

Sanjana smirked. "You are my problem. If you stayed home, I'd be safe for sure."

Aryan chuckled. "Darling, you talk too much."

Before she could fire back, her phone rang. It was Pavi. Sanjana answered the call, exchanged a few words, and soon left the house to meet her friend at the mall.

When she arrived, Pavi was already waiting for her at the entrance.

"Hi, Sanju!" Pavi greeted her excitedly.

"Hi, Pavi!"

"So, the plan is simple. Shopping first, then lunch, and finally a movie. Deal?"

Sanjana smiled. "Hmm... okay."

They wandered around the mall for a while, picking out dresses and accessories. After their shopping spree, they made their way to the pizza corner and settled down, eager to satisfy their hunger.

As they waited for their order, Pavi leaned in excitedly. "Sanju, I had a dream last night."

Sanjana raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What was it about?"

"A very handsome man hugged me and kissed my forehead," Pavi said, sighing dreamily.

Sanjana chuckled. "Just a forehead kiss, and you're this excited?"

Pavi huffed. "Hey! Do you even know the meaning of a forehead kiss?"

Sanjana rolled her eyes. "And what exactly does it mean?"

"A man kisses a woman's forehead only when he truly means to be with her through thick and thin. It's his silent way of saying she belongs to him and no one else. For the girl, it means she's safe with him, that he'll protect her at any cost."

Sanjana's smile faded as her mind drifted back to Aryan—the countless times he had kissed her forehead.

Was he really protecting me all this time? she wondered. Why does she have to mess with my mind like this?