Final Part
Vikram and Naina are rewriting their story. After the dust of their divorce settled, something remarkable happened. They found their way back to each other, not as ex-spouses, but as two souls rediscovering the love that never truly left...
(Kiara adjusted her gloves, pulling the straps tighter as she stepped out of the changing room in her sleek black-and-blue riding gear.
Her boots thudded softly against the ground, her helmet dangling by her side.
She was about to head toward the pit area when she almost collided with someone.)
Kiara: arrey aaram se... lag jaayegi!!! (she looked up and froze in surprise) Niyati chachi??? Aap yahaan???
Niyati: (gives a wide grin, pulling Kiara into a hug) Haan, mujhe Delhi mein ek meeting attend karni thi... toh Aryan ne kaha ki woh bhi saath chalenge.... Sabse milna bhi ho jaayega.... (smiles). And jab mujhe pata chala ki tumhaari race bhi hai, so I scheduled my meeting accordingly.... I wanted to see your race, live. Aryan toh waise bhi apni Toofani ka fan hai.... He is more excited than you!!!!
Kiara: (laughs, running a hand through her ponytail) Aryan chachu toh mujhe zaroorat se zyaada hype kar dete hain.
Niyati: (smiles and gestures toward the stands) Chalo, sab wahaan private viewing box mein baithe hain. aao, sabse mil lo.
(Kiara hesitated, glancing toward the direction of the riders' lounge.)
Kiara: Abhi nahi, chachi. It won't look professional. Main abhi baaki riders ke saath baithne jaati hoon.... I'll meet everyone after the race, pakka.
Niyati: (nods her head, impressed by Kiara's discipline) Theek hai, fair enough. Waise bhi tumhaari focus zaroori hai. (places a hand on Kiara's shoulder) All the best, Toofani. Hum sab tumhaare liye upar se cheer karenge!!!!
Kiara: (grins, her confidence soaring) Thank you, chachi!!!
(Niyati smiled warmly and stepped aside to let Kiara pass, watching as the young racer walked toward the track, her aura brimming with determination.)
. . Later,
In the private viewing area:
(The private viewing box buzzed with energy, offering a panoramic view of the sunlit race track below.
Purab leaned forward, his elbows resting on the railing, his eyes glued to the track. Bhoomika sat beside him, her hands clasped nervously.
Aryan stood by the window with his arms crossed, while Niyati sipped her coffee, occasionally stealing glances at the leaderboard.)
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Aryan: Yeh circuit hamesha unpredictable hota hai naa??? Aur aaj competition bhi kaafi tight lag raha hai.
Purab: hmmm.... but Kiara ki training strong hai.... Woh pressure mein aur achha perform karti hai.
Kiaan: (approaches them) she's always been competitive. Lekin aaj first place toh pakka hai.
Purab: (smirks) Don't underestimate the others, Kiaan. Racing is unpredictable. Lekin ek baat toh pakki hai—tumhaari behen apni Toofani wali reputation zaroor maintain karegi.
