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...
(The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the apartment, tension thick in the air.
Before Aryan could process it, the main door swung open, and his manager stepped in, guiding Purab and Naina inside.
The moment Aryan saw them, relief crashed over him like a tidal wave.
Without hesitation, he crossed the room in quick strides, his heart pounding.
Without a word, he pulled both of them into a tight embrace, holding onto them as though they were his lifeline.
His fingers curled into the fabric of Purab’s hoodie and Naina’s jacket, drawing strength from their presence.
For the first time since the nightmare began, he felt like he could breathe.
The warmth of their reunion softened the sharp edges of panic that had settled in his chest.
He wasn’t alone in this. He never would be.)
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Later…
(Purab sat beside Aryan, his arm slung casually over the back of the couch, though the concern in his eyes betrayed his relaxed posture.
Naina stood nearby, her arms crossed, her expression a mix of determination and quiet reassurance.
Aryan’s parents and Niyati sat at the dining table, watching the interaction with silent gratitude.
The tension in the room was palpable, but their presence brought a flicker of hope.)
Aryan: (shaking his head, still in disbelief) I can’t believe you guys are here!
Naina: (rolling her eyes, patting his back) Aur kahaan hote, yaar?!
Purab: (grinning) Tu tension mat le… sab theek ho jayega!
Aryan: (voice breaking slightly) Nothing is okay, Purab! The news is everywhere! Even my PR team can’t control this anymore. I swear, I wasn’t even out last night! And now they’re calling me a criminal?!
Naina: (firmly) Aryan, listen to me. We know you didn’t do this. Hum sab tere saath hain. Okay?
Purab: (nodding) Exactly. Tu bas sambhal apne aapko. Baaki hum sambhaal lenge.
Aryan: (running a frustrated hand through his hair) The police and my PR team are already on this. But it’s spiraling out of control.
Naina: (thoughtfully) Then I’ll work with them. Shayad kuch aisa mile jo ab tak kisi ne notice nahi kiya ho.
Aryan: (blinking in surprise) Really? You would do that?
Naina: (offering a small, confident smile) Haan, you know my observation skills are amazing! I’ll visit your PR team’s office, go through everything myself. Mujhe location forward kar de.
