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The cold rain poured down relentlessly, drenching Advika to the bone. She stood in the middle of the street, her heart shattered by the betrayal she had just witnessed. Vidyut and Riya's laughter and closeness played over and over in her mind, each repetition a fresh stab of pain. She had given him her heart, and he had trampled on it without a second thought.
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She was going toward the room when she heard Riya saying something
"You know vidyut I loved you from childhood, it's okay I know you did everything just to take Advika in your words and to get revenge from her for her wedding night and now you are mine"
"How did she knew about the wedding night things" Advika murmed under her breathe and slightly entered the room she found Riya and vidyut close to each other vidyut's face was not visible but when Riya said vidyut she thought it is vidyut and he was naked. The sheets were covered till their stomach's
"I can't believe this- she said and ran from there
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The rain mixed with her tears, washing down her face and making it difficult to see. She stumbled through the storm, her thoughts a chaotic whirlwind. She had to get away, to escape the scene of her heartbreak. The mansion she shared with Vidyut loomed in the distance, a place that now felt like a prison of memories and broken dreams.
She pushed through the front door, not caring about the trail of water she left behind. The warmth of the house did nothing to thaw the icy grip around her heart. She staggered up the stairs, each step feeling heavier than the last. When she reached their bedroom, she collapsed onto the floor, her sobs shaking her entire body.
"Why, Vidyut? Why did you do this to me?" she cried out into the empty room. Her voice echoed off the walls, a stark reminder of the emptiness she felt inside.
In the midst of her agony, a memory surfaced. Maan, her best friend, always seemed to know the right thing to say. His voice, calm and reassuring, played in her mind.
"Advu, hamesha hum jo dekhte hai sahi nahi hota aur jo sahi hota hai wo shayad kahi chupa hua hota hai isliye jab bhi kuch esa ho trust your heart and feelings. Communication is the best key in any relation, either it is friendship or relationship. You have to confront that person, okay? And this is not just for this time; there will be many times you will need this, so remember this, okay?"
She clung to his words, but the pain was too overwhelming. She cried harder, her sobs turning into ragged breaths. She wanted to confront Vidyut, to demand an explanation, but she didn't have the strength. All she could do was cry, letting the flood of emotions wash over her until exhaustion finally took over.
Hours passed in a blur of pain and tears. At some point, she lost consciousness, her body succumbing to the emotional and physical toll. She lay there, her face still wet with tears, when Kartik, her loyal friend and confidant, found her.
Kartik's heart sank at the sight of Advika, collapsed on the floor, her face pale and tear-streaked. Rage flared within him, but he focused on getting her the help she needed. He scooped her up gently and rushed her to the hospital, his mind racing with a mix of worry and fury.
At the hospital, the doctors took her in immediately. Kartik paced the waiting room, his anger boiling over. He grabbed his phone and dialed Vidyut's number, his hands shaking with rage.
"Hello?" Vidyut's voice came through the line, sounding concerned.
"Kartik?" Vidyut's confusion quickly turned to alarm as Kartik's silence stretched. "What's wrong? Is Advika okay?"
Kartik's voice was icy. "You have no right to ask about her well-being. I am going to kill if She's in the hospital because of you."
Vidyut's breath hitched. "What? No, Kartik, you have to understand-"
"I understand enough," Kartik interrupted. "You are the reason right. I won't let you see her. She deserves better than this."
Before Vidyut could respond, Kartik hung up, his mind racing. He needed to focus on Advika. He would deal with Vidyut later.
At the mansion, Vidyut was in shock. He replayed Kartik's words over and over. She saw everything. His heart sank as he realized th looe gravity of the situation. He had to explain, to make her understand what really happened.
He questioned the security personnel, piecing together the events of the night. His heart broke when he learned that Advika had run out into the storm, crying and in anger. Desperation clawed at him. He had to see her, to make things right.
Vidyut rushed to the hospital, his mind a whirlwind of fear and regret. When he arrived, Kartik was waiting for him, his expression cold and unyielding.
"You can't see her," Kartik said firmly. "Not until she's ready."
"Please, Kartik," Vidyut pleaded. "I need to explain. It's not what she thinks. Let me talk to her."
Kartik's eyes narrowed. "If you really care about her, you'll respect her need for space. She needs time to heal."
Vidyut's shoulders sagged. "I'll wait. I'll be here when she's ready."
True to his word, Vidyut stayed outside the hospital, through the night and into the early hours of the morning. His heart ached with every passing minute, knowing that he had caused the woman he loved so much pain. He prayed for the chance to explain, to make her understand.
Inside, Advika slowly regained consciousness. Her head ached, and her eyes felt swollen from crying. She blinked against the harsh light of the hospital room, disoriented and exhausted.
Kartik was by her side in an instant. "Advi, how are you feeling?"
Advika's voice was hoarse. "What happened?"
"You fainted," Kartik explained gently. "I brought you to the hospital."
Memories of the previous night flooded back, and her heart ached anew. "Vidyut..."
Kartik's expression softened. "He's outside, waiting for you. He wants to explain."
Advika's mind was a swirl of confusion and pain. She wanted answers, but she also feared what she might hear. Maan's words echoed in her mind again, urging her to communicate, to seek the truth.
She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the confrontation ahead. "I'll talk to him. I need to understand."
Kartik nodded, squeezing her hand in support. "I'll be right here if you need me."
With Kartik's help, Advika slowly made her way to the hospital entrance. Her heart pounded with each step, her mind racing with a mix of hope and dread. When she stepped outside, Vidyut was there, his face drawn and tired, eyes filled with remorse.
"Advika," he started, his voice trembling. "Please, let me explain."
She held up a hand to stop him. "I need to hear the truth, Vidyut. No more lies. Just tell me everything."
Vidyut took a deep breath, his gaze meeting hers with a mixture of fear and determination.
As Vidyut and Advika stood by the hospital entrance, Kartik watched them closely. Vidyut glanced at Kartik, his eyes pleading for privacy. Kartik's expression hardened.
"I can't trust Advika with you alone," Kartik said firmly.
Vidyut clenched his fists, hurt and frustration evident on his face. He was about to lash out, but Advika stepped in, placing a hand on his arm. She looked at Kartik and gave him a small nod, signaling him to let it go.
Kartik hesitated but then stepped back, giving them space. Vidyut and Advika walked to the car in silence. Vidyut tried to take her hand, but she swatted it away, her heart still heavy with doubt and pain.
When they reached home, the family gathered around, their faces filled with concern. They bombarded Vidyut and Advika with questions, but neither answered. They headed straight to their room, seeking the privacy they desperately needed.
Advika stood by the balcony, staring out at the rain-soaked night. Vidyut closed the door and took a deep breath, preparing himself for the conversation ahead.
"Kya wo sab sach tha" she asked with hurt and cold voice
"Ha" he replied smiling as he got to know she had something for him same as him but then quickly gets serious when he saw her teary eyes decides to tell everything
"It was a plan," Vidyut began.
Advika turned to him, shock evident in her eyes, but she quickly composed herself.
Vidyut continued, , "Riya had fixed cameras in our room. One day, when I woke up, I saw a red light. I got suspicious and talked to my best friend, Agastya. He suggested that we reveal everything by ourselves. We decided that I would stay by her side, mix something in her drink, and take her to the room."
Advika's eyes widened, but she listened intently.
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Vidyut sat in his office, his mind reeling from the discovery of the hidden cameras. He had noticed the faint red light while waking up one morning, and it had set off alarm bells in his head. He knew something was wrong, but he needed proof. That's when he decided to call his best friend, Agastya.
"Agastya, I need your help," Vidyut had said, his voice filled with urgency.
"What's wrong?" Agastya asked, sensing the gravity of the situation.
Vidyut explained the situation, detailing the suspicious behavior he had noticed and the hidden cameras he had found.
"We need to reveal the truth, but we need to do it carefully. If Riya is involved, we can't just confront her directly. We need a plan," Vidyut said.
"Toh tum sone wale ho Riya ke saath?" Agastya said.
"Pagal hai tu. Main kuch bhi nahi karunga sivay batein whatever it is act ho ya sapna ya kuch bhi mein kabhi bhi apni biwi ko dhokha nai dunga whether she is present there or not," Vidyut said with determination.
Agastya laughed. "Oh, I was testing you... You passed, my boy," he said, clapping him on the back.
Agastya's face turned serious. "Remember one thing, Vidyut: Agar Advika ko pata chala kisi aur tarike se aur kuch hua unko, toh main tumhe zinda nahi chhodunga. Unko turant ye sab bata dena," he warned dangerously.
Vidyut replied, "Mujhe to abhi batana hai lekin I can't..."
Agastya had agreed, and together, they had devised a strategy. Vidyut would pretend to go along with Riya's schemes, luring her into a false sense of security. They decided to spike Riya's drink with a mild sedative, enough to make her drowsy but not harm her. This would give Vidyut the opportunity to bring her to a room where they could confront her with the evidence.
On the designated day, Vidyut had acted as though he was falling for Riya's charms. He had played the part perfectly, making sure to stay close to her and gain her trust. When the moment was right, he had mixed the sedative into her drink, watching as she slowly became drowsy.
"You know, Vidyut, I loved you from childhood. It's okay, I know you did everything just to take Advika in your words and to get revenge on her for your wedding night. Now you are mine. Isliye maine tumhare room mein cameras lagaye, taaki main sab kuch dekh saku aur tumhe apni zindagi mein le saku," Riya had broken down, confessing everything. She admitted to fixing the cameras in an attempt to blackmail Vidyut and take over his business. She had planned to use the footage to ruin his reputation and force him into submission.
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Advika's mind whirled with the revelations. She had misunderstood everything, and now she felt a mixture of relief and guilt. She had been so quick to judge, so quick to believe the worst.
"Tumne mera chehra dekha?" Vidyut asked.
"Nahi," Advika replied. "Lekin usne 'Vidyut' bola to main..."
"Woh Agastya tha. Humne kuch der ke liye jagah badal di thi. Main sapne mein bhi kisi ke samne aise naked nahi ghoom sakta aur for your kind information, Agastya bhi naked nahi tha. Woh sirf half-naked tha, jaise sirf shirt pehna tha yrr biwi thodi sharam karlooooo," Vidyut said with a hint of mischievousness.
Advika's mind raced, processing his words. "Tumhe itna dard hua lekin phir bhi tumne ek bar muje confront kareka nahi socha
Advika's eyes filled with tears. "Main hoti kaun hu aapko puchne wali? Aur waise bhi, maine contract diya tha..." Her words were cut off as Vidyut stepped forward and kissed her, silencing her doubts and fears.
The kiss was intense, filled with a mix of desperation and longing. Advika's initial resistance melted away as she felt the sincerity and care in Vidyut's embrace. When they finally broke apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other.
"I would never betray you. Please, believe me," he said.
Advika looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of deceit. All she saw was love and regret. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart.
"I want to believe you, Vidyut," she said softly. "But it's going to take time."
Vidyut nodded, understanding the depth of her pain. "I'll wait, Advika. I'll do whatever it takes to earn your trust again."
Advika's heart ached with the weight of their shared sorrow, she can never give him what he might needed that is "love"
The rain continued to pour outside, a fitting backdrop to the emotional storm that had just passed. Vidyut and Advika stood together, their hearts still heavy with the weight of their shared sorrow. They had a long road ahead, but for the first time, they felt that maybe, just maybe, they could navigate it together.
Kartik, who had been waiting outside the door, watched them with a mixture of relief and concern. He had heard everything, and while he still had his reservations, he could see that Vidyut was sincere. He stepped forward, ready to support his friends in whatever way he could.
"I'll be here for both of you," Kartik said, his voice gentle but firm. "But Vidyut, if you ever hurt her again..."
"I won't," Vidyut promised, his voice filled with determination. "I swear, I won't."
Advika looked at both men, feeling a sense of gratitude and hope. She knew that it would take time to rebuild the trust that had been broken, but she was willing to try. With Vidyut by her side and Kartik's support, she felt that they could face any challenges together.
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"MRS. ADVIKA VIDYUT SINGH RATHORE, YOU ARE GOING TO REGRET IT!" someone screamed from downstairs.
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