The Unfinished Tales of Love ( Part 2 )

A decision and a mess

Ok, so I had told this on Instagram but I should tell it here also because many readers are not on Instagram. So the thing is that I am going to get engaged very soon, in December and this is the reason why I am so busy and am not able to write the story on regular basis.

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After reading everything written in the letter, Hardik stood by the railing. Shivika came and stood next to him, holding his hand, and said, "Tomorrow, both of us will go to meet Aaliya and also Chacha Ji."

Hearing her words, Hardik looked at her in slight surprise. Noticing his confused expression, Shivika said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Did you think no one would find out that you go to meet Aaliya in jail? We all know that you don't come in front of her but you visit her every week, bringing her favorite food and inquiring about her well-being. By the way, how is Aaliya?"

Shiva asked her question and silently looked at Hardik. After a brief pause, Hardik smiled faintly and said, "She’s better now. I haven’t heard a single complaint about her. She’s always quiet. And you know, Shivi, she even helped a pregnant lady in jail and deliver her baby. She has some medical knowledge. She was pursuing medical studies, after all, which got interrupted."

As he spoke, Hardik fell silent. Shivika turned his face toward her and said, "Then she’ll finish them. And honestly, I’m not surprised to hear that. After all, she is her doctor brother's sister. This talent is in her blood."

Hearing this, a small smile returned to Hardik’s lips. He said, "You know, the in-charge there said he himself would request a reduction in Aaliya's sentence. Her behavior has improved greatly. She’s changed a lot. Some situations made her grow up too soon, and some are now making her better. You know, Shivi, Aaliya has always been very stubborn since childhood. But not for bad things—for good ones. At school, I always worried about her because she would pick fights with everyone. If any senior student bullied someone, she would confront them, and then I’d have to intervene. She used to say she’d protect everyone in school and her Hardik Bhai would protect her. Then, when Chachi left Aaliya and Chachu, everything changed. They both lost faith in relationships. When I was leaving, she wanted me to stay, but she couldn’t say it. And honestly, I missed her a lot. When I met Anokhi, it felt like I had found my little Aaliya again—my little sister."

"Then why feel sad about it? It’s good. Now you’ll have two sisters," Shivika said.

Hardik smiled. Just then, his gaze drifted inside the room, where the candles had burned halfway down.

Shivika also glanced inside and then followed his gaze. She placed her hand on his cheek, turning his face toward her, and asked with her eyes what was wrong. Hardik placed his hand over hers and softly said, "I’m sorry. Because of me, our wedding night got ruined, left incomplete."

Shivika kissed his cheek lightly and said, "It’s okay. And anyway, our wedding night will only be complete in the room where my husband spent his childhood." Saying this, she hugged him. Hardik tightened his arms around her waist, buried his face in her hair, and closed his eyes. Meanwhile, she gently caressed his head with a smile.

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Vikram’s House,

Guest Room

When Rishabh entered the room, he saw a vodka bottle on the table and a small glass with a note stuck to it. He sat down, picked up the glass, and read the note: