Chapter 11: 8.

𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫

Advika and Vidyut slowly got out of bed, the warmth of their embrace lingering in the air. As they descended the stairs hand in hand, they were greeted by the entire family gathered in the living room. Vidyut's mother, Vaishnavi, his father, and his younger siblings, Abhimanyu and Mishva, were all there.

"Good morning, sleepyheads!" Abhigyaan called out, his tone light and playful.

Vaishnavi stepped forward and enveloped Advika in a warm hug. "How are you feeling, beta?" she asked, her voice filled with genuine concern.

Advika managed a small smile. "Better, Ma. Thank you."

"We've been worried about you," Mishva added, her eyes sparkling with relief. "But now that you're here, we need to cheer you up."

Vidyut squeezed Advika's hand before letting go. "I'll be in my study if you need me," he said, giving her a reassuring nod. He knew she needed this time with his family, and he trusted them to lift her spirits.

Abhigyaan clapped his hands together. "Alright, bhabhi! We've got a special plan for you. Let's make today all about fun and relaxation."

Mishva jumped in with excitement. "Exactly! We have a surprise for you."

They led Advika to the private cinema room, a cozy space with plush seating and a large screen. Advika looked around, her eyes widening in surprise. "Wow, this is amazing!"

"We thought a movie  would be the perfect way to lift your mood," Mishva explained.

Advika glanced at Vidyut, who was lingering at the doorway. "What about Vidyut?"

Abhigyaan waved his hand dismissively. "Bhai is a khadus. He doesn't like movies. What will he do watching a film?"

Vidyut rolled his eyes but smiled. "Enjoy yourselves," he said before heading to his study.

As the door closed behind Vidyut, Abhigyaan and Mishva ushered Advika to a comfortable seat in the middle of the room. Abhigyaan handed her a bowl of popcorn while Mishva dimmed the lights.

"So, what are we watching?" Advika asked, settling into her seat.

"We've got a selection of your favorite movies," Mishva said, grinning. "It's going to be a 𝙮𝙟𝙝𝙙"

The screen lit up with the opening credits of a friendship movie and the movie which made Advika remeber every memories of her life Abhigyaan and Mishva flanked Advika, and the room soon filled with laughter and chatter. As the movie progressed, Abhigyaan made funny comments about the characters and plot, keeping Advika and Mishva in splits.

During a particularly emotional scene, Abhigyaan leaned over and whispered, "Di, don't cry! It's just a movie."

Advika looked at him, touched by the affection in his voice. "Di?"

Abhigyaan blushed slightly. "Yeah, you're like a sister to me now. Is that okay?"

Advika's heart warmed at his words. "Of course, Abhigyaan. I would love that."

Mishva joined in, hugging both Advika and Abhigyaan. "Group hug!" she exclaimed, and they all laughed, feeling the bond between them grow stronger.

After the first movie ended, Abhigyaan and Mishva brought out an array of snacks—nachos, ice cream, and chocolates. They chatted about everything under the sun—favorite actors, childhood memories, and silly school stories.

Advika found herself laughing more than she had in days. The pain and worry from the previous night seemed to melt away in the presence of her new family. She marveled at how easily Abhigyaan and Mishva had accepted her, making her feel like she truly belonged.

As the second movie played, Abhigyaan continued his commentary, making everyone laugh with his over-the-top impressions of the characters. Mishva, on the other hand, would throw in her own witty remarks, keeping the mood light and joyous.

"Remember that time when Abhigyaan got stuck in the tree while trying to rescue a kitten?" Mishva shared, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Abhigyaan groaned, "Oh, come on, Mishva! That was years ago!"

Advika giggled, feeling a sense of camaraderie with them. "It sounds like you have a lot of interesting stories."

Mishva nodded enthusiastically. "Oh, we have tons! Like the time Vidyut bhai tried to cook and nearly set the kitchen on fire."

Advika's eyes widened. "Really?"

Abhigyaan laughed. "Yeah, bhai thinks he's a master chef, but trust me, he's a disaster in the kitchen."

They continued sharing stories and memories, making Advika feel more connected with the family. The time flew by as they watched more movies, each one bringing more laughter and joy.

As the afternoon turned into evening, the final movie ended. Abhigyaan stretched and yawned. "That was fun. We should do this more often."

Mishva nodded in agreement. "Definitely. It was great having you with us, Di."

Advika smiled, feeling a deep sense of gratitude. "Thank you both for today. I needed this more than you know."

Abhigyaan grinned. "Anytime, Di. We're here for you."

They all stood up, stretching after hours of sitting. Just as they were about to leave the cinema room, Vidyut walked in. He took one look at the trio and raised an eyebrow. "Did you all have fun?"

Mishva smirked. "Oh, we had a blast. We were just telling Di some of your cooking stories."

Vidyut groaned. "Not those again."

Abhigyaan laughed and patted Vidyut on the back. "Come on, bhai. You know we love teasing you."

Advika looked at Vidyut, a playful smile on her lips. "You should join us next time. It was a lot of fun."

Vidyut chuckled. "Maybe I will."

As they left the cinema room, Abhigyaan and Mishva continued their playful banter, making sure Advika remained in high spirits. Vidyut watched them, his heart swelling with pride and love for his siblings and his wife.

Back in the living room, Vaishnavi had prepared a delicious dinner. The family gathered around the table, the atmosphere filled with warmth and happiness. Advika felt a sense of belonging she hadn't experienced in a long time.

After dinner, they sat together, sharing stories and laughter. The bond between them grew stronger, and Advika felt more at home than ever.

As they chatted, vaishnavi suddenly brought up a topic. "Hey, did you all know Mishva's birthday is coming up?"

Abhigyaan Vidyut’s younger brother, sighed. "Yeah, but she never celebrates it. Only Bhai knows why."

Advika's curiosity was piqued. She glanced at Vidyut, who had an unreadable expression on his face. "Why doesn't she celebrate her birthday?" she asked gently.

Mishva looked uncomfortable, her eyes avoiding everyone's gaze. Vidyut was about to speak, but Advika gently placed her hand on his arm, signaling him to let Mishva answer if she wanted to.

"It's... complicated," Mishva said softly, her voice tinged with sadness. "I just don't feel like celebrating."

Advika’s heart went out to her. "Well, maybe this year can be different," she suggested, her voice filled with warmth and encouragement. "We can have a small celebration with the family. You can invite your friends too."

Mishva hesitated. "I don't have many friends. Just Riya."

Advika smiled. "Then call Riya. It’s okay to have just one good friend. We can make it a special day for you."

Vidyut looked at Advika, his eyes softening. "It's really okay, Advika. If Riya will not join we understand."

But Advika was determined. She turned to Mishva with a gentle but firm expression. "Mishva, it's your day. You deserve to be celebrated. Call Riya, and we'll make it a wonderful day for you."

Mishva looked at her brother for reassurance, and Vidyut nodded, giving her a small smile. "Okay," she said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll call Riya."

The room seemed to brighten with Mishva’s hesitant agreement. Abhigyaan and Mishva immediately began planning, discussing decorations, and what kind of cake to get. Advika joined in, her excitement contagious.

As the plans took shape, Advika noticed a glimmer of happiness in Mishva's eyes. She felt a sense of accomplishment, knowing she was helping to bring a bit of joy into Mishva's life.

Later that evening, as everyone was winding down, Advika found a quiet moment to herself. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Mishva's reluctance to celebrate her birthday. She resolved to find out and help her sister-in-law in any way she could.

𝘼𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙠𝙖 𝙥𝙤𝙫:

Sitting with the family today, planning Mishva’s birthday, I felt something shift inside me. For the first time, I truly felt like I belonged. These people, who had welcomed me with open arms, were now my family.

Seeing Mishva’s hesitant smile warmed my heart. I knew there was something more behind her reluctance to celebrate, but I also knew that

I also knew that with time and love, she would open up.

Vidyut’s support meant everything to me. His silent nod to Mishva, his gratitude towards me – it all made me realize how lucky I was to have him by my side.

I thought about my own family, the pain they had caused me, and the unresolved anger that still lingered. But here, with Vidyut and his family, I found a chance for healing and happiness. I was determined to give our relationship a real chance, to build a future filled with love and joy.

As I lay down that night, my mind raced with ideas for Mishva’s birthday. I wanted it to be perfect, a day where she could forget her worries and just be happy. And in doing so, maybe I could find a bit of healing for myself too.

With a smile on my face, I drifted off to sleep, ready to embrace the new beginnings that awaited us all.

Advika moved swiftly through the kitchen, preparing for the family gathering later that evening. Her movements were precise and efficient, a result of years spent mastering the art of hosting under the watchful eyes of her mother-in-law. Despite the calm exterior, her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and plans. The past few weeks had been a rollercoaster, and she was determined to find a balance between her personal life and her secret mission.

As she sliced vegetables, her phone buzzed on the countertop. Wiping her hands on a towel, she glanced at the screen and saw Kartik’s name. She picked up the call, her voice steady.

"Kartik, what's wrong?" she asked.

"Advika, we've got a lead on the girl trafficking ring. It's worse than we thought. Hitesh Arora is involved, and we've got proof. He's operating under a new alias and using his network to target vulnerable girls," Kartik said, his voice tense.

Advika's grip tightened on the phone. "Where is he now?"

"We've tracked him to a house on the outskirts of the city. You need to see this for yourself," Kartik replied.

Advika's anger surged. Hitesh Arora, a reputed businessman, was now part of something so vile. "I'm on my way," she said, her voice cold. She hung up and quickly made an excuse to leave the house, telling her family she needed to run an errand.

Driving through the rain-slicked streets, Advika's mind raced. As a mafia queen, she had faced many challenges, but this betrayal cut deep. She arrived at the location Kartik had given her, a dilapidated house hidden from view by overgrown trees. Kartik met her at the entrance, his face grim.

"He's inside. We've got him cornered," Kartik said.

Advika nodded, her expression hardening. She stormed into the house, her heels clicking on the wooden floor. Inside, the air was thick with tension. Hitesh was tied to a chair, his face bruised from an earlier encounter with Kartik's men.

"Advika," he sneered, trying to maintain his composure despite the fear in his eyes. "I didn't expect to see you here."

Advika stepped closer, her eyes blazing with fury. "You betrayed us, Hitesh. You betrayed me." Her voice was low, dangerous.

Hitesh laughed, a hollow sound. "You don't understand, Advika. This is bigger than you and me."

"Bigger than the lives of innocent girls?" she snapped. "You're a monster, Hitesh. And I will make sure you pay for every life you've destroyed."

She turned to Kartik. "Bring me the tools," she ordered in Hindi. "Aaj yeh yahan se zinda nahi jayega."

Kartik handed her a leather bag filled with various implements of torture. Advika's hands moved with practiced ease, selecting a knife with a wickedly sharp blade. She leaned in close to Hitesh, her breath hot against his skin.

"You thought you could hide from me? From us?" she hissed in Hindi. "Main tumhe aisi maut doongi jo tumhare har pal mein dar ke saath rahegi."

Hitesh's bravado faltered, fear flickering in his eyes. "Advika, please, we can work something out."

Advika's smile was cold. "It's too late for that. Tumne jo kiya hai, uske liye koi maafi nahi hai." She drove the knife into his shoulder, twisting it to maximize the pain. Hitesh screamed, the sound echoing through the empty house.

She didn't stop there. She wanted him to feel every ounce of pain he had inflicted on those girls. She used the knife to carve shallow, agonizing cuts along his arms and legs, making sure to avoid major arteries. Each slice was a reminder of the pain and terror he had caused. Her fury drove her to push the blade deeper with each cut, each twist of the knife eliciting another scream from Hitesh.

"You deserve this and more," she said, her voice cold and devoid of pity. "Tell me everything. Now."

Through his pain, Hitesh began to spill the details of his operation, each revelation fueling Advika's anger. He told her about the network of buyers, the corrupted officials, and the hidden locations where the girls were kept. He sobbed and begged for mercy, but Advika's resolve remained unshaken.

Stepping back, she handed the knife back to Kartik. "Clean this up," she said. "And make sure the authorities get what's left of him."

Kartik nodded, his respect for Advika evident. As she walked out of the house, the rain began to fall again, washing away the blood but not the memories of what had transpired. Advika knew that her mission was far from over, but she had taken a crucial step in the right direction. And no matter what, she would continue to fight for justice, with Vidyut by her side.

Kartik followed her outside, and they stood under the cover of the porch. "Are you okay?" he asked softly.

Advika nodded, her eyes still blazing with intensity. "I am. This had to be done."

Kartik looked at her, a question in his eyes. "And what about you and Vidyut? Have you made a decision?"

Advika took a deep breath, the adrenaline from the confrontation slowly fading. "I have. I'm going to give our relationship a chance. Vidyut has been there for me, and I owe it to him, to us, to see where this goes. I'll tell him tonight."

Kartik smiled, a rare expression of relief and happiness crossing his face. "I'm glad to hear that, Advika. You deserve some happiness too."

Advika smiled back, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "Thank you, Kartik. For everything."

She drove back home, her mind clearer than it had been in weeks. She was ready to embrace this new chapter of her life, with Vidyut by her side. When she arrived home, she took a deep breath, readying herself for the evening ahead.

As she walked into the house, she noticed Riya standing in the hallway. The sight of her fueled Advika's anger, but she remained calm. She walked over to Riya, pressing her heel onto Riya's foot with a calculated force. "Bachke rehna," she whispered menacingly. "Ek sabd aur puri body gayab tumhari." She released the pressure and walked away, leaving Riya stunned and in pain.

Advika went upstairs to get ready. She chose a dress that Vidyut loved, a deep red that made her feel powerful and confident. As she applied her makeup, she thought about the conversation she was going to have with Vidyut. She wanted it to be perfect, to express how much she was willing to invest in their relationship.

Descending the stairs, she joined the family in the living room. Vidyut was there, looking handsome in a tailored suit. They were celebrating Mishva's birthday  and the atmosphere was warm and joyful. Advika played the role of the perfect daughter-in-law, but her mind was on the conversation she needed to have with Vidyut.

After the celebration, she watched as Vidyut made his way upstairs. This was her moment. She followed him, her heart pounding with anticipation. But as she approached their bedroom, she heard voices inside. Pushing the door open slightly, she saw something which made her heart stopped, her mind going blank. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Tears filled her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away, refusing to let them fall. She turned and walked away, her heart shattered into a million pieces.

The nightmare she was afraid is comming true in worst phase....!!

Rain started but she was just standing there remembering what she saw there...it was.. ok byeeee

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𝘕𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵...

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𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚! 𝘽𝙮𝙚:)