In the shadows of a secluded town, three fates are about to entwine, setting off an emotional journey of love, revenge, and redemptions.
Khushi Birla, a woman, burning in range, will stop at nothing to settle the score. Destruction is what she seek...
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Grandparents hold a special place in grandchildren hearts. It was true with the Malhotra sibling. Same was true with their Nanaji. The twins rushed to hug him as soon as they saw him. Vikky waited patiently for his turn. The old man, held the twins closer to his heart. Their love was his only solace.
"Kaise ho bacha, school nehi hai aaj?" He gently caressed Vibha's face. Her hazel eyes reminded him so much of his daughter. He wished it was his little princess with him. He would trade his soul for his daughters forgiveness, but he knew no matter what he traded he would not get her forgiveness. Some mistakes were beyond redemption.
"Aaj show day hai, gramps." Vibha settled beside him. Vikky noticed his slight wince and gently pulled Vibha back. Their gramps was on drips. The doctor was concerned about his weakened state and arranged to pump in the much needed nutrition.
"Aram se princess, gramps ko lag jayege na?"
Vibha nodded het head, but her gramps pulled her closer, "Its okay, Vikky. I am glad you got her. I was missing them." And her. He left it unsaid but Vikky could hear the unspoken plea. He held his gramps hand gently and looked into his hazel eyes. The eyes that once commanded power now looked tired and exhausted.
