Dhristi's POV

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"Then?" I prompted my mom, Aru, who chuckled.

"The wedding was canceled," Dad recalled, and I turned to my dad this time.

"So did you get Charu back?" Ayush egged and Dad motioned for him to slow down.

"Not exactly, we stayed in contact..." Dad sighed, I could sense the emotion behind it.

"But I did visit her frequently, she'd moved to Mumbai." Dad ran a hand through his hair, and I nodded.

"But at one point, she moved to Bangalore, which made me happy." Dad chuckled and leaned back further on the couch.

"Dad, why'd you marry Mom, instead of Charu?" Aarohi gestured to our mother and to him, Dad sighed.

"There's a whole story behind that," He mumbled and my siblings waited to hear the tale.

"After Charu's wedding was canceled, and when she'd moved to Bangalore, I met her a lot more often." Dad started, and we settled into our seats knowing the story will be a long one.

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(Switch to Dev's POV)

I'd visited Charu almost every two days, we'd watch movies together and went out for dinner. That sent the press into a flurry, but honestly, both of us didn't care at that point. She'd stayed over at my house multiple times. The team was happy for us, but there was something wrong. She would always look off into the distance and nod absent-mindedly. One day, I had enough of it and asked her what was wrong.

"Nothing," She'd sigh and fidget with her pendant. Only after I did some background research did I find out the truth.

Charu's mom had passed away,

So to offer my condolences and comfort her, I'd left for her house. But when I came inside.

I saw her stuffing clothes into a suitcase and a bunch of papers scattered around her house. I saw that the furniture had been packed into boxes. When she saw me, I saw her snatch a piece of paper away and stuff it inside her suitcase.

"What-?" My confusion was obvious.

"I... I have to go-" Charu closed her suitcase, but I'd grabbed her wrist. Opening the suitcase, the piece of paper caught my attention. I pulled it out and scanned it. My eyes widened when I read it.

WHAT!?

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Oooh~

I wonder whats on the peice of paper,