饾悤饾悇饾悆饾悎饾悐饾悁饾悁- 饾悡饾悺饾悶 饾惈饾悶饾悮饾惉饾惃饾惂 饾惃饾悷 饾惌饾悺饾悶饾悽饾惈 饾惈饾悶饾悰饾惃饾惍饾惂饾悵 饾惀饾惃饾惎饾悶 鉁
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"Y-you're married?"
It wasn't a question. It was a statement, spoken like an acknowledgment of something he didn't want to believe. Sayantika lifted her head, her face a mask of indifference, while Vedikaa looked up at both of them, confusion etched into her young features.
"Were. I was married." Her voice was steady, emotionless.
She gripped Vedikaa's hand and began to walk away, but Abhiansh, desperate for answers, grabbed her wrist, halting her steps. The touch sent a shock through them both, years of unsaid words trapped in that single gesture. She turned back, her gaze falling to his hand on her wrist, then lifting to meet his eyes.
"It would be better if you left my hand, Mr. Shakhawat. You're here for your work," she said coldly, her words like ice. With a sharp jerk, she freed herself from his grip, and walked away, leaving him to collapse under the weight of everything left unspoken.
As she disappeared from view, a broken whisper slipped from his lips. "I'm sorry, Sayantika."
Abhiansh Shekhawat was the IG officer who came to investigate a case about a murder,but what happened when he saw the woman he loves more than himself as the widow and the mother of the 4 years old
Nahhh!!!! There is still many things to be unfold
It's not only a love story....