The night air was cool against Shreya's skin, carrying the sweet scent of jasmine, while the soft hum of crickets filled the silence. Standing on the balcony, she gazed at the moon, a pale disc amidst a sky glittered with stars. Yet, despite the serene beauty surrounding her, her heart was a battlefield, torn between the love she held for Daya and the fear that gripped her soul-the fear of facing heartbreak once more.

The moon, glowing softly above, seemed to echo the chaos in her heart. It had witnessed their secret moments in Ahmedabad, where their friendship blossomed as she joined the CID, filled with whispered promises and laughter. But it had also witnessed her pain-the gut-wrenching agony when she believed she had lost him forever. Daya, her senior officer, her unyielding love, had finally revealed his feelings for her-only to be stripped away by the cruel hands of fate.

As her memories played vividly in her mind, she recalled the bracelet he had worn, a promise that shimmered against the backdrop of her despair. The heartbreaking news of his departure shattered her, but then she discovered the impossible truth-Daya was alive, yes, but hiding behind a new identity.

Shreya (murmuring): Main Daya sir ke liye har ladai ladne tayar hu bas ek baar wo kehte ki wo mujhe pyaar karte hain lekin unhone abh kaha.. abh kaha jo hamesha se suna chati thi aur abh mera dil...

Fate was cruel. The haunting recollection of the bullet's piercing pain and the moments that had slipped through her fingers tightened around her heart. The unsaid words lingered heavily in the air as memories flooded back-shared laughter, shy smiles, and bittersweet goodbyes.

She fought through the dark shadows of her thoughts, realizing that despite surviving, Daya's absence felt like a gaping wound. Witnessing him with Ansha was like a dagger to her heart. A silent observer of their laughter and joy, she felt the rawness of her own unrequited love slice through her.

Tarika's voice broke the silence, startling her.

Tarika (concerned): Shreya, tu theek hain?

Shreya quickly wiped a tear from her cheek, masking her turmoil with a faint smile.

Shreya (nodding, forcing a smile): Haan... bas neend nahi aa rahi.

Purvi leaned closer, searching her eyes.

Purvi: Tujhe dard ho raha hai kya?

Shreya smiled faintly, glancing at the moon again, while Tarika and Purvi exchanged knowing looks, aware that she was carrying a heavy burden and share a hug with her.

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Tarika and Purvi, each with a bowl of cold ice cream, sat beside Shreya on her bed. The warmth of their friendship enveloped her. They reminisced about carefree moments, laughter, and bonds that made everything bearable.

Tarika: Shreya, Daya se abhi bhi pyaar karti ho na?

At this, Shreya fell silent, her gaze lowering as the weight of the question pressed on her heart. Purvi glanced at Tarika and then back at her friend.

Purvi (confused): To problem kya hai? Ab toh Daya sir ne itna romantically sabke saamne apna pyaar confess kiya, toh tune tanha mana kar diya?

Shreya nodded, her heart aching as she met her friends' concerned eyes. She fought to find the words, feeling the pain swell within her.

Shreya (whispering): Tarika, tumhe yakeen hai ki Abhijeet sir puri duniya se ladenge lekin tumhara saath nahi chhodenge?

Tarika's eyes widened, filled with conviction.

Tarika: Of course! Humne puri duniya ke saath saath ek dusre ke liye bhi ladne ka vaada kiya hai, Shreya. Hum saath hain isliye toh aaj hum hain. Main Abhijeet ke bina nahi reh sakti.

Shreya: (nodded, a bright smile lighting her face) Haan, wo bhi nahi reh sakte... (She glanced at Purvi, her eyes sparkling) Tumhe kya lagta hai, Purvi? Sachin sir ladenge tumhare liye?

Purvi: (beaming, a warmth radiating from her heart) Husband hain wo mere. Aur mujhe unse pyaar hai, aur unhe bhi mujhse pyaar hai. Yaad hai, Kavin ke care dekh ke unhone kaise confess kiya tha? (Shreya leaned in, intrigued as Purvi took a deep breath) Tumhe pata hai, jitne din tum log Daya sir ko dhoondne rahe, mujhe lagta tha ki main Sachin ke bina jee nahi sakti. Aur jab unhe itne din baad dekha, na? Dil ko kya chain mila! Lagta hai, chahe hum kitne bhi door ho, humara pyaar aur understanding kabhi khatam nahi hongi.

Shreya nodded thoughtfully, looking at them both as they enjoyed their ice cream. The silence that followed was thick with emotion, a beautiful connection through the complexities of love.

Shreya: (gazing at the moon with a soft smile) Dekh, Abhijeet aur Sachin sir ne apne pyaar ke liye khade hone ka decision liya hai, par Daya sir ne kabhi mujhe kuch nahi kaha. Ek baar aaye the... (Shreya exchanged a meaningful glance with Tarika) Lekin tab unhone bas ye poocha ki kya main khush hoon, unhone ye nahi kaha ki wo khush nahi hain, ya ye nahi kaha ki mujhe pyaar karte hain.

Tarika: (nodding in agreement) Bilkul, Shreya. Daya ko kuch kehna chahiye tha. Lekin wo toh heart break se guzra hai, toh usne tujhe rokna sahi nahi samjha.

Shreya: (wiping a tear from the corner of her eye, a gentle smile on her lips) Kayte hain, marne se pehle aap jisse sabse zyada pyaar karte hain, uske saath bitaye pal aapko yaad aate hain. (She paused, glancing down) Aur jab maine aankhein band ki thi, mujhe Daya sir ka pyaar dikhai diya-wo pal, jo humne saath bitaye. Lekin...

Purvi: (her curiosity piqued) Lekin kya, Shreya?

Shreya: (looking at them with a serious expression) Us pyar ko nibhana vada sirf meri taraf se tha. Daya sir ki taraf se kuch nahi tha. Janti ho, bachpan mein main fairy tales par bahut vishwas karti thi, prince charming aur heroine ki kahaniyan suna karti thi. Lekin ab mera asli matlab samajh aaya hai.

Purvi: (chiming in) Meri samjh mein...

Tarika: (interrupting excitedly) Shreya! Tum keh rahi ho ki Daya tumse pyaar nahi karte, bas unhe lagta hai ki wo tumse pyaar karte hain? (She tapped her head, realizing something) Kya tum soch rahi ho ki shayad Daya ne tumse isliye confess kiya kyunki tumne unki jaan bachaayi?

Shreya: (gazing at Tarika, smiling) Sachha pyaar toh sacrifice, samajh, stability ke saath saath authenticity aur self-identity bhi zaruri hai, warna rishte tut jaate hain.

Purvi: (leaning forward) Shreya, sun, jo tum soch rahi ho wo sahi hai lekin Daya sir ne hamesha tumse pyaar kiya hai. Haan, unmein himmat tab aayi jab tumne unhe khoya.

Shreya: (with determination) Pyaar kehne ka naam nahi, nibhaane ka naam hai, Purvi. Sirf pyaar ka ishaara karna ishq nahi, usse nibhana ishq hai. Har kadam pe saath dena, khushi ke saath saath dukh bhi baatna, yehi hai ishq.

Tarika: (smiling) Tujhe lagta hai Daya is pyaar ko nibha nahi paayenge?

Shreya: (shaking her head, a hint of resolve in her voice) Nahi, aisa nahi! Daya sir wo insaan hain jo chahen toh kuch bhi kar sakte hain. Lekin mujhe itni himmat nahi hai ki main pyaar ko ek aur mauka doon. (She took a deep breath) Aaj Daya sir ko lag raha hai ki sab kuch theek hai, wo mujhe pyaar karte hain, lekin kal kya? (She looked at her friends' faces) Agar kal koi aisi situation aayi jahan unhe mujhe chhod dena padta hai, toh mujhe guarantee nahi hai ki wo ek baar bhi sochenge.

Tarika understood the depth of the wound Shreya was feeling.

Shreya: Mujhe nahi pata maine sahi kiya hai ya nahi, par is baar mujhe pehle apne aap ko mauka dena hai. Mujhe sach mein ye jaana hai ki main apne aapse kitna pyaar karti hoon. Daya sir ko dekhna, unke pyaar ko mana karna, ye sab mere liye aasan nahi hai. Lekin isse bhi mushkil hai ki meri kismet mujhe kis taraf le ja rahi hai. Aur is baar main khud jeetna chahti hoon.

She had found her strength, her self-love. Yet as she walked away, the weight of her decisions loomed over her heart.

Tarika: (smiling softly at Shreya) Pyaar ka matlab toh har situation ko milke ladna hota hai.

Love wasn't just about confessions, it was about fighting together, standing by each other through thick and thin. She had been a girl who had fallen in love, but what about him? Did he genuinely love her? Why hadn't he tried to stop her engagement to Siddharth? Why hadn't he promised to come back for her? Why had he never even considered her feelings or situation to have a clear crisp communication? He was always hesitant around her.

Shreya: (questioning herself) Main theek kar rahi hoon na?

As she spoke, she felt the weight of her own situation, the three-month challenge from Daya-a game for them, a battle of self-love for her, a battle of belief for him.

The warmth in their words wrapped around Shreya like a soft embrace. She felt their strength, their unwavering support a flicker of hope igniting within her. For a moment, she dared to believe that maybe, just maybe, love could conquer all.

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Daya's bedroom, night. The moon casts a soft glow through the open window. Abhijeet lies on the bed, his heart pounding against his ribs, while Daya reads a book.

Daya: (Irritated) Kya hua Boss?? Tum so nahi rahe ho to atlest mujhe padhne do..

Abhijeet: (Sitting up excitedly) Tu.. Daya hi hain na??

Daya: (Shaking his head, ruffling his hair) Raghu hain re apun..

Abhijeet bursts out laughing as Daya watches him for a few seconds, then smiles back. Daya gets up and pours a glass of water, gulping it down while Abhijeet watches, a smile playing on his lips.

Abhijeet: Daya.. (He stares at him with a soft smile) Tune Shreya se finally apne dil ki baat keh di, main kitna khush hu.

Daya: (His smile falters) Bhai saab, reject ho gaya hain mere proposal.

Abhijeet: (Jumping up, shaking his head) Naaaa.. onhold pe hain.

Daya looks at Abhijeet, who chuckles and takes the glass of water from his hand, leaning back against the headboard.

Daya: Waha to bade bhai ban rahe the, dost bane ki jagah? Aur yaha dosti yaad aa rahi hain?

Abhijeet: (Glares playfully) Uske liye tune mujhe ghar aate hi already bohot, wo bhi bhaga bhaga ke maara hain.. bhul gaaye tum?

Daya giggles, remembering the moments a few minutes back when Abhijeet entered the house and he had chased him with playful punches for lying about a date with Tarika. Abhijeet missed this conversation, the playful chase, the moments he shared with Daya, and enjoyed it even though he was being playfully hit by his best friend.

Daya: Jaisi karni, waisi bharni.

Abhijeet: (Looks at Daya) Ek baat bata (Daya turns his face towards him) Tu Shreya se ye sab isliye to nahi keh raha na, ki usne tere liye itna sab kiya, tujhe dhunda, teri jaan bachate bachate goli..

Daya: Shreya ye soch rahi hain, mujhe samjh aata hain, lekin Boss tum bhi??

Abhijeet: (Keeps the glass aside, patting Daya's shoulder) Baat aisi nahi hain, baat ye hain ki tune aaj tak himaat nahi ki aur aaj jo tune Shreya se kaha, wo main sapne mein bhi nahi soch sakta. Sare ke sare log (He smiles, trying to find the right word, with wide eyes) ..

Daya: (Smiling) Aashcharya chakit kar diya.

Abhijeet: Haa wahi..

Daya: Boss, (Takes a deep breath) Sach kahu to main bhi nahi janta maine wo sab kaise kiya, main ye bhi nahi janta ki aage mein kya karunga, lekin itna janta tha ki Shreya wo ladki hain jo apne liye khadi hoti hain. Agar Shreya ki jagah koi aur hoti to aaj mera pyaara ka confession accept ho chuka hota, lekin wo Shreya hain, isliye wo sabse alag hain aur main janta tha wo itni assani se manegi nahi. Bas (Ruffles his hair) Dukh iss baat ka hain ki maine uski aankein mein jo duri, ajnaabi ehsaas dekha hain na, wo nahi dekha jaata.

Abhijeet: Hmmm janta hu, lekin (Looks at Daya) Jitni himat tune aaj dikhayi hain, utni himat tujhe roz dikhani hogi, kyu ki chaiye kuch bhi hojaye Shreya ko iss baar dur maat jaane dena.

Daya smiles, nodding his head as Abhijeet, patting his shoulder, moves back to the bed, smiling, and covers himself with blankets, dozing off to sleep, leaving Daya alone lost in thought and smiling. He looks at the moonlight from the open window and moves towards it, recollecting all the moments he had with Shreya until now.

Daya: (Thinking) Shreya, chaiye mujhe jo karna pade lekin main tumhara dil jeet ke hi rahunga, tumhe ye yakeen dila ke rahunga ki main tumse saacha pyaar karta hu aur abh se hamesha tumhara saath dunga. I love you Shreya.

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Next day at bureau :

The sunshine streaming through the window, illuminating the CID office. A warm, cheerful atmosphere fills the room, the air buzzing with laughter and friendly banter. The bureau was abuzz with activity. Freddy, Pankaj, Sachvi, Nikhil, Rajat, Tarika, and Purvi are decorating Daya Sir's desk with an abundance of flowers, their faces lit with an infectious happiness. The air is thick with excitement.

Sachin: Purvi, tum phir se phool leke saj rahi ho? Main phir se keh raha hu, yaha shaadi ho rahi hai jaise lag raha hai!

Nikhil: (chuckling) Sachin sir bilkul sahi keh rahe hain.

Freddy: (shakes his head) Itna flower ka decoration acha nahi lagega Purvi.

Purvi: (ignoring them, arranges a bouquet) Pichli baar bhi yahi kaha aap sab ne, lekin main nahi sune wali. Ye flowers yaha se kahi nahi jaayenge!

Rajat: (with a smile) Par Purvi, Daya sir flowers nahi pasand.

All the men nod in agreement, Purvi glares at Sachin who stops his nod mid-way, glancing around nervously. Tarika watches them all, a playful smile on her face, looking at her watch.

Tarika: (smiling) Ok, times up! Abhijeet Daya ko leke pahunchta hi hoga.

Purvi: (crossing her arms) Tarika, tum hi batao ye flowers yaha ache lag rahe hain ya nahi?

Tarika: (with a mischievous twinkle in her eye) Bohut ache lag rahe hain!

Purvi: (stuck her tongue out at the boys) Ladko ko ladkiyo ka taste hi nahi pata, kya jeet gaye tum sab humara dil?

Sachin: Oh hello, dil to jeet gaye hum log, aur (looks around) jo nahi jeete wo bhi jeet jaayenge.

Purvi: (raising an eyebrow) Ohh, you think so??

Rajat: (steps forward, confidently) We bet so.

Pankaj: (confused, jumping up) Bet? Kispe bet ho rahi hain?

Freddy: (hits Pankaj's head playfully) Bet decoration pe hogi na aur kispe?

Everyone chuckles as the boys shake their heads. Purvi and Tarika share a high-five, their eyes filled with mischief.

Nikhil: (grinning) Freddy Sir aur Pankaj Bet iss baat ki hain ki Daya sir Shreya ka dil jeetenge ya nahi.

Pankaj/Freddy: (both look at each other, confused then laugh) Ohh...

Tarika: (crossing her arms) Harne wale log jeetne wale logo ko party denge.

Purvi: Ice cream party!

Tarika hits her back playfully, looking at the boys who nod in agreement. She glares at Purvi, who chuckles.

Tarika: Ice cream party itni choti cheez?

Purvi: (nodding) Right... (whispering) Lekin hum to Daya sir aur Shreya ko saath dekhna chate hain na?

Tarika: Firstly, humne decide kiya hain na Shreya jo karegi hum uska saath denge. And the bet, well, Daya hi jeetega, bas usse mehnat bohut karni hogi. (Purvi nods as Tarika turns to the others) Party kaha doge tumlog?

Nikhil: Taj Hotel?

Sachin: Aahaa... Phele bet to jeetne do inn ladkio ko.

Rajat: Purvi Tarika, bet har jaaoge. Daya ko jante nahi tumlog, Shreya ka dil ek baar jeete chuke the bina kuch kare, and iss baar to unhone thandli hain.

Sachin looks at Rajat, smiling and patting his shoulder in support of Daya. He looks at the girls.

Sachin: Correct, phir party badi deni padegi, yaad rakhna.

Purvi: Shreya ne jo kaha... (Tarika stops her, nodding her head as Purvi chuckles) Theek hain, dekhte hain kaun jeetega.

They all place their hands together, chuckling and smirking as they take sides. They are engrossed in their bet when the sound of footsteps draws their attention. Acp and Salunke enter the bureau, and Salunke, with a mischievous glint in his eye, places his hand on top of the others, surprising everyone. They quickly retract their hands, greeting the officers.

Salunke: (twirling his tongue) Kya gabbar manke daar diya sabko..

Acp: Salunke..

Salunke: Lo bhai, main iss bet mein Daya ki taraf hu. (looks at Acp) Tum?

Acp shakes his head, glaring at everyone before smiling at Daya's desk.

Acp: Desk tayar hogaya hain?

Purvi: Yes sir, (smiling excitedly) Maine decorate kiya hain desk.

Sachin: (whispering to Rajat) Dekhte hi lagta hain ye desk welcome ki jagah shaadi ke liye decorate kiya gaya hain.

Purvi, Acp, and Salunke look at Sachin who clears his throat, tapping his chest as if something is stuck. The others shake their heads, and at the same time, Abhijeet enters the bureau in a hurried manner. Everyone looks at him, Tarika smiles, and Salunke chuckles, clapping his hands.

Salunke: Abhijeet, kabhi to aaram se chalke aajao.

Abhi: (taking deep breaths) Woo.. Sir.. Wo.. Daya.. Daya.. aaraha hain.

Acp: Haa to aaj se unki joining hain na?

Abhi: (shaking his head) No sir. Wo.. DCP Chitrole ke saath aaraha hain.

Everyone is shocked and surprised, looking at Abhijeet. Acp steps forward.

Acp: (raising an eyebrow) Iss DCP ne kuch kaha kya Daya se?

Abhi: Kaha? (smirks) Tarifo ke pul band rahe hain. Aise jaata rahe jaise wo Daya ke wapas aane ka wait kar rahe the.

Salunke: Ye Chitrole kabhi nahi sudhrega.

Acp: Wo Chitrole hain, sudhar jaayega to insaan nahi ban jaayega.

They all chuckle, with Acp raising his eyes and smiling slightly when they hear Dcp's voice. They turn around to face him.

Dcp: Suna maine... (He walks up to Acp and the team) Ache se suna maine... Ye sila diya tum logo ne meri wafai ka?

Acp: (looks around) Are nahi sir..

Abhi: (worried) Daya kaha hain?

Dcp: Ek ye hain jo puri duniya chod ke uske liye aaya aur ek wo hain jo sara khatra apne upar lene tayar rehta hain.

Abhi: (worried) Khatra? Kaha bhejha aapne usse wapas?

Dcp: (shaking his head) Muhawara tha... samjh nahi aati meri baatein ache se tum logo ko? Huh..

Abhi takes a deep breath, cursing Dcp as he watches the others.

Abhi: Inka aana hi samjh nahi aata mujhe... (looks at Tarika, a wide smile appears on his lips) Aaj ki din to bada suhaana hoga.

Tarika smiles as Abhi ruffles his hair, but Dcp interrupts them.

Dcp: (looks at Abhi) Ye bhi suna maine, mera kaan na haathi jaise hain, (snaps his fingers) Yuh sun leta hu. Samjhe?? Aur din to tumhara kya yaha sabka suhaana hoga..

Everyone giggles softly as Dcp, with a mischievous grin, looks at them, his gaze lingering on Abhi. He then turns to Acp.

Dcp: Ek din na bataunga tum logo ko, bataunga main kya hu (raises his eyes) aur kya kar sakta hu, aur tab tum sab log apne aap iss bureau ko chod ke jaaoge, dekhna.

Abhi chuckles, steps forward, and rests his hands on his hips.

Abhi: DCP sir, aap jo chahte hain main woh kabhi nahi hone dunga. Main kya, hume se koi bhi kabhi CID nahi chodenge, aur nahi koi bhi suspend hoga (smirks), waise suspension se yaad aaya, aap yaha Daya ka rejoining order dene aaye hain na?

Dcp: (glares at Abhi, shaking his head) Wo to maine dediya Daya ko... waise Acp (looks at him), tum sab log jo chuttiiiii mana ke aaye ho uski report chaiye, aur haa (looks at Abhi, Sachin, and Tarika), inke absence report bhi.

Sachin: (confused) Hum to chutti pe the sir.

Dcp: Ye koi khel nahi, bakaida government office hain, report chaiye authorities ko ki kaunsi chutti pe the tum log (smirks, looking at Acp who hands him a file). Daya se bhi kehna usse Raghu bane ka safar ki report bhejhe, Sahib ki court hearing kaam aayegi.

Acp: (nodding) Ok sir.. aur kuch..

Dcp: Jaata hu, jaata hu.. main gharahan hu tum logo pe.. Manao khushiya mere bina manaao.

Everyone bites their lips as Dcp heads towards the door. At the same time, Daya enters the bureau, a bright smile on his face. Everyone feels a surge of happiness at seeing him back. Dcp pats Daya's shoulder, nods welcomingly, smirks at everyone, and exits.

Daya, the handsome officer with a mischievous grin, has just returned from a successful mission. He looked happy with his eyes glittering and mirroring their happiness.

Abhi, Acp, Salunke, and everyone else rush towards Daya, Acp engulfing him in a warm hug and patting his shoulder. Salunke follows suit, and Abhi greets him with a hug. Purvi and Tarika give him a side hug, looking at the flowers in his hand.

Tarika: (whispering) Phool.. wo bhi rose.. kiske liye?

Daya: (smiling, whispering back) Ek hi to hain jo meri zindagi mein phool ki khushboo phelati hain.

Tarika smiles as Purvi leans in, shaking her head looking at the flower.

Purvi: So sad, wo nahi aane wali sir.. chutti pe hain aaj bhi.

Daya: (smiles) Purvi wo dost hain tumhari, lekin pyaar hain wo mera.. isliye janta hu, aayegi to paaka aaj.

Purvi and Tarika share a look as Abhi pats Daya's shoulder, whispering to him.

Abhi: Neeche DCP ne kya baat ki?

Daya: Kuch khass nahi, bas yahi kaha ki wo interview jismein meri death news diye the wo wapas le rahe hain, aur reinterview karenge.

Abhi: (nodding) Hmm lekin samjh nahi aata wo sabke saath akudu banke ghumta hain, lekin tumse bada pyaar hain (Daya stares at him). Matlabh, tumse bade pyaar se baat karte hain wo.. aise kyu?

Daya: (shrugging his shoulder) Mujhe kya pata? Dcp se kyu nahi puchlete tum?

Abhi: (hitting his head) Mujhe apna sher thodina phudwana hain.. jaane de yaar.

Daya smiles as Acp shows him his desk. Everyone follows, and Daya, overwhelmed with emotion, runs his fingers over the desk. Everyone smiles, witnessing the joy of his return. They are happy to see their favourite person alive and back in their lives, surrounded by happiness and smiles. Daya turns to them, tears welling up in his eyes.

Daya: Thankyou Acp sir and Salunke sir, thanks Sachin, Tarika, aur Boss.. aur (smiling) Shreya ke support aur pyaar ke bina main wapas nahi aa sakta tha. Mujhe nahi laga tha main kabhi wapas aaunga, lekin aaj yaha bureau mein wapas khade hoke aisa lagra hain ki main ek sapna ko hakikat bana liya. Thankyou mujhe yaad rakhne ke liye.. Thankyou.

Everyone smiles, wiping away tears as Abhi hugs Daya and pats his back. They all share a group hug, Acp and Salunke smiling happily.

Salunke: Daya, tum wapas aagaye, isse badi jeet CID ke liye nahi ho sakti.

They break the hug, looking at Daya as he stares at Salunke and Acp, takes a step forward, and takes Acp's hand.

Daya: Thankyou sir.. (Acp and everyone looks at him confused) Dcp sir ne bataya Shreya ne ko Headquaters ki team se help leke jo tracking device mere bracelet mein dala tha usse uske jaane ke baad aap logo ko bohut problem hui, aapne Shreya ka suspension hi nahi balki uska career bhi bacha liya sir, thankyou so much sir.. Thanks alot.

Acp: (patting his shoulder) Tum sabke liye nahi kaunga to kiske liye karunga? Huh??

Shreya: Thankyou so much sir.

They all turn and see Shreya standing at the back, a bright smile on her face, holding some packets. She looked fresh and happy, with a new haircut and stylish clothes. Her hair was tied in a pony, she had kajal on, and a waistcoat over her shirt that gave her a new vibe. Daya smiled, looking at her from head to toe, his heart beating fast. He can only hear his heartbeat and Shreya's smile. Her hair was flying in the wind as she tapped it and smiled, her eyes shining.

Acp: Shreya.. Tumhare wajha se Daya wapas aagaya hain to itna to hum kar hi skate hain, hain na?

Salunke: Haa, aur tumhe to chutti leni chaiye thi, aaram karna chaiye tha.

Shreya: (smiling) Sir, main bilkul theek hu aur itne waqt se yaha nahi thi, bohut miss kiya tha maine ye sab.. finally abh wapas aagayi to chutti pe nahi raha jaa sakta.

She nods as Acp pats her head. They gather around her, greeting each other and talking about what's in the packets. Abhi shakes Daya's shoulder to bring him back from his reverie. Daya looks at Shreya, then at Abhijeet.

Abhi: (smiling, whispering) Jab bhi main Tarika ko dekhta hu, aise hi hota hain mere saath.

His eyes sparkling with happiness again landed on Shreya. She looks stunning, her hair cascading down her shoulders, her eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement. Daya walks towards Shreya, a single crimson rose clutched in his hand. He offers it to her with a beaming smile.

Daya: Good morning, Shreya.

The whole office falls silent, all eyes glued to the unfolding scene. Shreya stares at the rose, then at Daya. A playful smirk dances on her lips.

Shreya: Good morning, sir. Lekin aap galat insaan ko phool de rahe hain. Aaj wapas aapka welcome ho raha hain, mera nahi.

Daya shakes his head, his smile broadening.

Daya: I agree, lekin ye welcome ka nahi, pyaar ke eshar ka phool hain.

A collective gasp erupts from the team. Shreya's eyes widen in surprise, she glances around at everyone, her cheeks flushing slightly. Abhi, Daya's best friend, beams at Tarika, his girlfriend, his cheeks mirroring Shreya's blush suprised. ACP and Salunke exchange knowing glances, Salunke chuckling and raising his eyebrows.

Shreya, regaining her composure, shakes her head firmly.

Shreya: No, thank you. Mujhe koi phool nahi chaiye

Daya, with a slow, deliberate movement, gently takes Shreya's hand, surprising her. He places the rose in her palm and then lets go.

Daya: 3 Mahine ke liye to tumhe ye apnana padega uske baad jo tumhara faisla hoga wo main manuga. Koi zabardasti nahi hain, agar nahi pasand to phool phek bhi sakti ho.

She hesitate to do the same while the office erupts in cheers, shouting Wo hoo! Shreya turns away, her face flushed, the team falling silent. She shakes her head, then turns back to Daya, her expression softening as she tightly grasps the rose.

Shreya: Sure, sir (smiling). 3 mahine baad to pata chal hi jaayega ki kya sach hain aur kya jhoot.

She stares at the rose, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Then, she glances at everyone and sets the rose on the table.

Shreya: Maine sabke liye nasta banaya hain, thanda hojayega jaldi cafeteria chalo. Sir, aap log bhi chaliye na phir Forensic chale jaana. Tarika...

She looks at Salunke, who nods in agreement. Everyone starts to move towards the cafeteria, their faces lit up with happiness, when ACP stops them.

ACP: Daya...

All eyes turn towards him, as he strides towards Daya, his gaze unwavering.

ACP: Ek phool se kaam nahi chalega. Roz ek phool dena hoga tabhi kuch hoga.

Daya nods, a grin spreading across his face.

Daya: Yes, sir.

ACP and Salunke exchange smiles and follow the others, leaving Daya and Shreya alone. Daya leans towards Shreya, his eyes holding hers. Shreya's heart beats faster, her cheeks flushed.

Daya: Abh to Acp sir bhi humare saath hain. Bas inteezar hain to tumhari haa ka.

Shreya looks at him, his eyes filled with love and hope. They stare at each other, their hearts pounding, their souls yearning for connection. Suddenly, the shrill ring of a phone cuts through the silence. Shreya shakes her head, reminding herself of her promise. Daya, with a heavy sigh, picks up the phone.

Daya: CID breaue... (after a pause, his eyes widen, his smile fading) What?

Shreya watches him anxiously, her heart sinking as she witnesses the change in his expression.

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So here is the 3rd chapter of season 3 of KKK hope you all liked this little dramatic sweet chapter.

After this chapter, many of you must have gotten your answer of why is shreya angry with Daya, howbelow are few pointers for same.

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Love for Shreya means:

- Shreya is a strong, independent woman who believes in equality and female empowerment. She likely has high expectations for herself and her relationships. Shreya's belief that respect is crucial in all relationships, including romantic ones. She wants to be valued and treated as an equal by her partner.

- Self-love: She prioritizes her own happiness and well-being before seeking love from others. She likely believes in self-respect, confidence, and independence.

- Respectful and Equal Partnerships: She values relationships where both parties are treated with respect and considered equals. She likely seeks a partner who understands and embraces this approach.

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Now, lets witness the challenge between Dareya and see who would win ... ofcourse we know who would win.. (wink)

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Dareains rocks!