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Krish walked into the hostel with hurried steps. His heart was racing. He still couldn't understand why he had slapped Aradhya in front of everyone. He felt regret, guilt, and a strange fear the fear that maybe Aradhya would never come back to him.

As soon as he entered the hostel, he headed straight to Aradhya’s room. The door was slightly open. Without thinking twice, he stepped inside.

The room was eerily silent. Aradhya was nowhere to be seen. Krish looked around. Her bed was empty, the table was neatly arranged, and there were no signs of her presence.

His heart sank...!!!

He quickly pushed open the washroom door it was empty. Then he checked the balcony no sign of her.

Now, his chest tightened with worry.

"Where did Aradhya go?"

A strange restlessness started creeping into his mind. Without wasting a second, he rushed outside the hostel.

As soon as Krish stepped out, his eyes landed on the watchman standing near the gate. He hurried toward him, his voice tense with urgency.

"Did Aradhya come here?"

The watchman replied calmly,

"Yes, sir, she was here."

Krish’s suspense deepened. He immediately asked,

"Where did she go?"

The watchman casually answered,

"Sir, she said she wasn’t feeling well and that she was going home. She even submitted her leave application."

Krish froze for a moment.

A wave of realization hit him hard.

"Aradhya left for home?"

His mind could only focus on one thing this was his fault.

His anger had broken Aradhya’s heart.

He had hurt her self-respect in front of everyone.

And now, Aradhya had left that place behind.

Krish stood there, lost in thought.

He didn’t know what to do. He felt regret, guilt, and a deep sense of loss.

But one thing was clear he had to fix this.

After a few moments of silence, he took a deep breath and, without wasting any more time, headed back toward the camp.

Evening had set in. As Siddharth entered the house, the first person he saw was Mrs. Neelam. For a moment, he was shocked, as if he hadn’t expected to see her there. But in the next moment, a smile appeared on his face.

Without wasting any time, he stepped forward and hugged her tightly, his voice filled with emotion as he said

“Mom, please don’t leave again.”

However, Mrs. Neelam gently pushed him away, her expression unreadable. With a slightly cold tone, she said

“Sonal didn’t come. It’s just me.”

Hearing this, Siddharth’s face fell slightly. For a second, he couldn’t hide his disappointment, but he quickly composed himself, making sure no one noticed.

Mr. Nilesh, who had been observing everything, smirked and said

“Son, we convinced our lady to return. When will you bring yours back?”