Two months later, Vaidehi was now seven months pregnant, and her baby bump had grown significantly. The extra weight made it a bit difficult for her to sit down and stand up on her own, but Viyansh was always there to help her. His presence was more important than ever, and he made sure to be by her side whenever she needed him, offering support and comfort. Despite the passage of time, her reliance on Viyansh has only deepened. She continues to need him by her side constantly, and now, more than ever, his presence is essential to her well-being. While other women crave spicy food, sweets, and various treats, Vaidehi, Viyansh's beloved wife, has two unique cravings. The first, unsurprisingly, is for her husband's constant presence; she needs Viyansh by her side 24/7. The second craving is for broccoli salad, a dish both she and Viyansh adore, though it often elicits grimaces from the other family members.
๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ '๐ฌ ๐๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
"Kuch kahaniyan kabhi poori nahi hotiโฆ isiliye woh dobara janam leti hain." When fate tore them apart in another lifetime, their souls carried the ache forward, not to forget, but to complete a love left unfinished. He was reborn as a king, not only to rule a kingdom, but to command the shadows as a Mafia King. Surrounded by power, feared by many, yet loneliness flowed silently through his veins. She returned to the world alone, fighting for survival, bearing pain no soul should endure. And when she believed nothing worse could happen, darkness claimed her eyes. Forgotten. Broken. Unprotected. Yet somewhere within her fragile heart, hope waitedโฆ for someone she could not see, but had always belonged to. She yearned for love. He had been deprived of it his entire life. And thenโฆ they met again. He found her in her most fragile state. She found him without knowing his face. This time, fate will not test their love, it will measure the depth of their devotion. Because some souls are reborn not to begin again, but to finish what destiny once destroyed. And this timeโฆ love refuses to die.




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