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I'm absolutely thrilled to embark on this enchanting journey with you all! If you're a fan of the heartwarming and captivating world of "Kaisi Yeh Yaariaan," then you're in for an extraordinary treat! ??
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I'm so happy to share the new chapter with you! Thank you for taking the time to read, vote, and leave comments. Your support means so much to me, and it keeps me motivated to keep writing.
I hope you enjoy the latest chapter, and I can't wait to hear what you think!
Thank you for being part of this journey.
Important Note For My Readers....
Author's Note
Dear Readers,
First of all, thank you to everyone who has supported this story—your votes and comments mean more than I can ever say. I'm grateful to those who took the time to encourage me.
However, I must also be honest. The lack of response from silent readers has been disappointing. Writing requires connection, and without comments or feedback, the effort feels one-sided.
That's why I've decided that this will be the third-to-last chapter of this book. The story will be closing soon.
Thank you once again to my supportive readers—you've been my true motivation.
Sincerely, Pooja
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{Malhotra Mansion}
{Mukti's Bedroom}
[The afternoon sunlight streamed through Mukti's large French windows, scattering golden warmth across the room. Mukti's room looked like the hub of chaos—clothes half-folded, open suitcases sprawled across the bed, and Fab 4 lounging as if it were a lazy Sunday picnic instead of a pre-concert prep.
Nyonika: That's why I said Muku should marry, too. Then I'm sure after that, Abhi can take over her packing.
Mukti:(quickly, trying to divert attention) If that's the case, then why don't you marry off this evil twin, too? (points at Cabir, smirking) His packing is the hardest. First, you need a bomb squad to clean his messy room before you can even find his socks.
[Cabir's glare was instant. He snatched a cushion and flung it at her, but Mukti caught it effortlessly before it hit her face.]
Cabir: Excuse me? At least my room is better than this disaster zone!
Nyonika:(chuckling, voice sharp with mischief) Still, Muku isn't entirely wrong. Maybe I should talk to Jyoti and get both twins married in the same mandap. Twice the headache gone in one go!
