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Vanya Kapoor moved closer, her breaths shallow, her heart thudding like a secret desperate to be confessed. In one quiet, unassuming moment, she slipped her arms around Rivaan Kapoor’s waist from behind her embrace firm, unyielding, and vulnerable all at once.
Rivaan froze.
And then he turned.
Before he could say anything, Vanya flung herself into his chest, burying her face where his heartbeat lived. Her fingers clenched his shirt, her tears soaking the fabric as if she was watering something long parched between them.
“You were right,” she whispered, voice heavy with emotion but laced with a kind of awakening. “You saw something I couldn’t… in Meera and Samar. They love each other deeply. They carry that love in silence. I should have seen it... I’m their daughter.”
Riva
