Pari's POV:

To say I am shocked was an understatement . Once the lights are on, I am shell shocked to see the pictures of me in almost every wall with them.
When did this happen? I don't even know them. Wait a minute!
The boys called me mom just some moments ago. It's their mom in the photos not me. But where's she? How can she leave these two cute boys with this cold hearted man?
" I am not your mom, boys!" I said while I bent down to their level as lowly and politely not wanting to hurt them.
" You're our mom. Please don't leave us again" one kid cried now hugging me tightly. His cries made me wrench in pain. I couldn't stop the overwhelming emotions surge in my heart at that moment.
" Mom, why are you crying?" The other boy asked.
" I am not crying. Just dust . And I am not your mom. I may look like her, but I am not her.,," I explained patiently while wiping my tears. I  can't help but feel for the boys. They looks like 7 years old.
" No, you're our mom. " Both said in unison testing my patience level.
" Boys, she's not your mom." Rani intervenes just in time.
" Why are you all lying? She's our mom. Mom, come" one of the boys started pulling my hand now.
I yanked my hand away and pushed him away from me. I didn't intend him to fall though. Little devils. What the hell he thinks of himself?
" Listen, I am not your mom. Stay away from me." I said angrily.
" You can't be our mom. You're bad . How can you push my brother? My mom never harm anyone. You're not even helping him. " The other boy said while hugging him.
" Virat don't cry. She's not our mom. Our mom is in heaven as dad told us. Come, let's sleep." He took the boy with him and left.
They lost their mother . I hurt them too. My heart broke completely. Rani gave me a look I couldn't fathom.
" Khushi, why do you left me? Us? Virat? Vishal? Arohi? Why? You even left Priya? How can you be so cruel? Are you happy seeing us cry everyday? I wish I die . I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. I can't console them. How can i when I barely console myself? " Vikram suddenly appeared and started shouting at his family picture. Rani made him lay down on the bed and removed his shoes and socks. He's drunk.
I looked at the pictures again. They all looked happy. His words made me feel bad again. Even I don't remember anything about my parents or past life. My pain is nothing to what they're going through.
I hate to cry. Their words are affecting me more than anything.  I don't like it a bit. Maybe if I leave the house, everything will be ok. I will speak with di and leave soon from here.
I walked out of that room . I need to apologise to the kids first. It was not intentional.

Puneet's POV:

All I could think about was her which is why it was infuriating that she kept running away from me. I knew that we could be something beautiful, if she'd just let us.

I got out of my room with an intention of getting Niyati talk to me. We shared her room all these days as Pari was around and we don't want to be suspicious.

I didn't know what the hell it was about Niyati but she was special to me, she had been ever since I first saw her.
When she was sad, angry or worried I was ready and willing to move mountains to make her happy again because I loved to see her smile and hear her laugh. And when she was happy she lit up the whole goddamn world.
She was going through the tough time when we got married. I don't know what happened between her and Vikram. Her family hates her and she was married to me against her wish.
I don't like her attitude but she's not what she thinks to be. She's hurt and wants revenge for reasons best known to her.

Like Pari said, me nd Niyati needs to talk. Heart to heart. Only then I will come to a good decision.
While I was thinking about it, she stepped out of her room in a beautiful red saree . I am speechless and spell bound. I was gawking at my wife like an idiot.
" If you're done starring, shall we leave?" She snapped her fingers in front of me.
Back to reality. We drove the expensive restaurant Pari booked for us. When we went inside, there is only one table in the entire floor. The whole floor is decorated with red flowers and lights adding the glam of the place. The waiter left after placing the food.
" Happy anniversary !" She said happily shocking me to the core.
" I am missing Pari. I wish she's here with us." She added while placing food in my plate.
" Me too. Like Pari said I think we need to talk."
" Yes. It's high time, we talk. Can it wait until tonight? " Niyati's voice sounded like she's pleading .
I nodded not wanting to spoil the occasion. It's our 10th anniversary. We had our dinner in silence with occasional talks about other business. It's like she is trying to tell something but stops at the last moment.
" Shall we dance ?" She asked me shocking for the second time . I nodded and took her hand. We started to sway with the music playing in the background. Pari planned everything perfectly.

Rahul's POV:

"DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT OR DO I HAVE TO WALK BY AGAIN?" I bellowed after her.

She turned around and stared at me. "What?"

I wasn't done. "Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears!" I said cheerfully as I walked up to her. Her confused expression was comical, I nearly broke a rib holding in my laughter.

"Rahul, what the--"

I went on, enjoying fully of the rare dumbstruck expression on her beautiful face. "Are you god? Because you're the answer to all my prayers."

She just gawked at me. I suppressed my smile and continued. "Do you have a leg stick? Because I just broke my leg falling for you."

"Rahul, stooooppp!" she screamed but she was laughing as well and that was all that I wanted.

"What is up with you today? Did you read it from internet?" she asked after managing to take a breath again.

"Just some good old-fashion flirting, my sweetheart. I want you to feel happy again."

She scoffed, obviously hiding a smile. "You are easy to be around. Well, when you aren't trying to ruin my mood."

"Do you know what my shirt is made of? Husband material", I joked and pulled on my T-shirt.

She rolled her eyes. "Don't you have anyone else to bother?"

"But you're my favorite."

"Lucky me."

"Are you a camera? Because every time I look at you, I smile."

She groaned. "Don't talk about cameras", she complained and my grin faded. I hated seeing her so worried, so exhausted.
She hates cameras after Khushi's untimely death. Khushi often takes pictures of everyone when we are all together. It's hard to find her without a camera.
Now it reminds her of Khushi. Priya has started to live with the fact that khushi is nomore. She see Khushi in Arohi. Everyone does. It's for this reason, Vikram avoid seeing Arohi. He still couldn't fathom it. He gets emotional breakdown whenever he's around Arohi.
His loss was incomparable . He blames himself for her death. Priya tried to reach out with him. They've been through a lot. They both feel guilty as their last memory of Khushi was her angrily shouting at Vikram blaming Priya in the process.
I lost my best friend and my little sister. A part of me died with her that day. Noone can replace her .
She's one in a million. She will always be in our heart and prayers.
My heart breaks whenever I look at her sons. They still asks for her. Arohi doesn't have any such issues as she is a baby.
Currently we're in London for a vacation . I forced Priya to come along with Sid , Ridhima and Arohi. She fakes herself as happy infront of me and the kids. Knowing her , I just let it be .
Suddenly Rani called via FaceTime app. It's midnight here. It might be something serious. I received it immediately. Priya too woke up after I switched on the bedside light
" Bhai, you won't believe what I am going to say. " she started.
" Oh hi Priya! " Her voice bit loud causing Arohi to stir in her sleep.
" Oops sorry" she mumbled as Priya glared at her while soothing her.
We both came out of the bedroom and sit in the living room .
" It's better I show you. " Saying this she started walking towards her house guest room.
" Now don't scream or make noise" she said as she entered the room. Then she turned the camera towards the bed. A lady was sleeping in the bed. As she moved closer, we gets the clear picture of her face.
Oh God!I almost dropped my mobile. Even Priya couldn't believe her eyes. She's shedding tears as she shuts her mouth with her hands.
Is it really Khushi?
It can't be. We all saw her lifeless body. Then who is she?
I don't know when Rani came out.
" Why Khushi didn't call me as soon as she came back? Is she still angry at me?" Priya asked wiping her tears.
" Hmm, Priya it's not khushi. She's Pari. Remember Puneet Randhawa and his wife Niyati. " We both nodded remembering them from the party , the last party we attended with khushi.
" She's Niyati's younger sister. But I have a strong feel that it's our khushi. I don't know why though. She doesn't know us. Maybe my heart is playing some game with me after seeing Khushi lookalike." She stated sadly.
" What are you talking? If it's our Khushi, she might have a scar in her left ankle with she got as a kid while falling from the swing." Priya said . I am curious now.
" I knew. I looked for it but there's nothing. It's clean. Also her attitude is straight opposite to Khushi. She is rich spoilt snobby kid unlike khushi. She even gave Ramu Kaka money for carrying her luggage. She jerked my hand when I tried to hold her hand." Rani started from what all happened since she came.
" Ok. We will come tomorrow and see for ourselves." With that I ended the call.
" Khushi is alive! I know it's definitely my Khushi . She can't leave us. I can't believe it, Rahul ."
" Priya, don't get overexcited. she might not be" she didn't even let me complete the sentence.
" Not a word to burst my hope and belief. I am her sister and I know for sure it's her. The way she's sleeping on her front with her mouth open . It's definitely khushi. No matter what, she will definitely recognise me."
We couldn't get us out of London due to bad weather as all flights to India are cancelled for three days.
Priya is now very pissed off. She blasts my ears how she wouldn't be here if I have not forced her.
I have been speaking with Vijay and Vikram . Vijay says it's Pari , Niyati's little sister . Even Vikram agree to that stating Niyati told him about how similar Khushi looks like her sister .
I don't want Priya and Rani to pressurize the poor girl based on their own assumption and belief.

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Hi all,
Hope you all are stay at home and safe inside.
So, here is the next chapter.
As promised, I am updating whenever I can. I am planning to complete this story before July end hopefully.
Do let me know what you all think.,
I lack motivation to keep going.