Heirs of Punjab Book 6: Forbidden Obsessions✔️

Chapter 19

Karanveer Singh Virk

The atmosphere in the Virk mansion shifted from one of tranquility to one of frantic chaos as the realization dawned upon us that Mehek was nowhere to be found. Panic gripped the household like a vice, sending shockwaves of fear and uncertainty rippling through our once peaceful abode.

As the frantic search for Mehek ensued, I felt a knot form in the pit of my stomach, a sickening sense of dread washing over me like a tidal wave. Guilt gnawed at my conscience, knowing that my own actions had likely driven her away.

"Mehek's missing?" My brother Yuvraj's voice rang out, laced with concern and alarm, as he rushed into the room where I stood frozen in place.

I could only nod mutely, unable to find the words to articulate the guilt and remorse that churned within me like a stormy sea.

"We have to find her," Yuvraj declared, his voice resolute as he rallied the family together in a unified effort to locate Mehek.

The mansion buzzed with activity as servants scoured every corner, calling out her name in hopes of eliciting a response. But as the minutes turned into hours, with no sign of Mehek in sight, the tension in the air thickened, suffocating us with its oppressive weight.

With each passing moment, my sense of guilt intensified, a heavy burden that weighed heavily upon my shoulders. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was responsible for Mehek's disappearance, that my actions had driven her away.

"Where could she have gone?" My mother's voice trembled with worry as she paced the length of the room, her brow furrowed in distress.

"I don't know," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper, the weight of my guilt threatening to crush me beneath its suffocating embrace.

But even as despair threatened to consume me, a flicker of determination sparked within me. I couldn't let Mehek down, not after everything she had been through. I had to find her, to make things right, to bring her back home where she belonged.

With renewed resolve, I joined the search party, combing every inch of the estate in hopes of finding even the slightest clue to Mehek's whereabouts. And as the hours stretched on into the night, I prayed with all my heart that we would find her safe and sound, that I could make amends for the pain I had caused.

But deep down, I knew that finding Mehek was only the first step. The real challenge lay in repairing the damage I had done, in proving to her that my feelings for her were genuine, that I would do anything to make things right.

And as I ventured into the night, haunted by the specter of my own mistakes, I vowed to do whatever it took to bring Mehek back home, to earn her forgiveness, and to prove to her that she was loved beyond measure.

The realization hit me like a lightning bolt, electrifying my senses and leaving me breathless with its intensity. It was as if a veil had been lifted from my eyes, revealing the truth that had been hiding in plain sight all along – I was in love with Mehek.

The realization washed over me in waves, crashing against the walls of my heart with a force that left me reeling. How could I have been so blind, so oblivious to the depth of my own feelings? But now that I knew the truth, there was no denying it – I loved her with every fiber of my being, with a passion that burned brighter than the sun.

But even as the realization settled over me, a sense of apprehension gnawed at the edges of my consciousness. How could I possibly confess my love to Mehek now, in the midst of her disappearance? Would she even believe me, after everything that had happened between us?

As I grappled with these questions, a tumult of emotions churned within me – longing, regret, and above all, a fierce determination to make things right. I couldn't let Mehek slip through my fingers, not now, not ever.

With a sense of purpose burning in my heart, I redoubled my efforts to find her, scouring every corner of the estate with renewed fervor. And as the hours stretched on into the night, I refused to give up hope, clinging to the belief that somehow, someway, I would find her and make things right.

But even as I searched, my mind was consumed with thoughts of Mehek – her laughter, her smile, the way her eyes sparkled with mischief. Each memory was a dagger to my heart, a painful reminder of what I had lost, and what I stood to lose if I didn't act fast.

As the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, I made a silent vow to myself – to find Mehek, to confess my love to her, and to do whatever it took to win her heart. For she was the light in my darkness, the beacon of hope that guided me through the storm, and I would stop at nothing to make her mine.