chapter 2

1.Why did Sita's mother want her to marry Trinodh?

A mother's heart sees beyond wealth and status-it seeks love, protection, and respect for her child. Sita, the sole heir to their empire, was pursued by many, but none looked at her beyond her fortune. Fear gripped her mother's heart until one name brought solace-Trinodh.

Not just a nephew, but a son she had raised, a man she knew would cherish Sita, not for what she owned, but for who she was. In him, she saw a guardian, a partner, and a love that needed no conditions. And in Sita, Trinodh's parents saw the daughter they always wished for-a woman of grace, strength, and unshakable self-respect.

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𝓕𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴: 𝓣𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓸𝓭 (𝓹𝓸𝓿)

"𝓐𝓽𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓽 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 "

The first time I saw her, it was nothing but a passing moment-just a fleeting glance, yet it remained etched in my heart like an unspoken promise. I had gone to deliver something on behalf of her mother, an errand I hadn't thought much of. But fate had its own plans.

As I turned to leave, the watchman called out her name. Sita.

And then I saw her.

She hadn't even looked at me , unaware of the pair of eyes that had just fallen captive to hers. But I stood frozen. The world blurred, time stretched, and all that remained was the depth of her gaze. Dark pools that carried the weight of a thousand unsaid words, the softness of dawn, the mystery of the midnight sky. They weren't just beautiful-they held stories, emotions, and a quiet fire I couldn't look away from.

By the time I blinked, she was gone. But her eyes... they stayed.

𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓽 𝓢𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 - 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓕𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

If the first time was an accident, the second was fate weaving its threads tighter around his heart.

It was a family gathering-laughter, music, colors blending in a celebration of traditions. And then, amidst the crowd, there she was. A vision in silk and moonlight, draped in elegance, moving with a grace that made the world feel painfully inadequate.

My heart betrayed me with its sudden, uneven rhythm.

My eyes traced the way her saree hugged her frame, the delicate fall of jasmine in her braid, but it was her face that held me prisoner. The soft glow of her skin, the quiet strength in the curve of her lips, and those same eyes-eyes that had unknowingly branded themselves into my soul.

For a fleeting second, she turned, almost as if sensing my gaze. My breath hitched. Would she recognize me? Would our eyes finally meet?

But before I could take a step closer, duty called. An urgent matter pulled me away, forcing me to leave without a word.

Yet, as I walked away, I knew one thing with certainty-this wasn't the end. Fate had placed her in my path twice. And I would wait for the moment when it wouldn't just be a glance from afar.

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As for 3rd one I will give the glimpse of what happened .

Trinod's heart pounded as he pieced together the clues leading to Sita's disappearance. The moment he realized she was missing, the world around him blurred-nothing else mattered. He followed every lead relentlessly, his desperation growing with every second.

Then, he found the hideout.

Hiding in the shadows, he listened.

"This wouldn't have happened if they hadn't meddled back then."

"We should end it before they figure out the truth."

His breath hitched. What truth? What was the missing piece? What had he overlooked?

Attackers said they who could be another person

Then-gunfire.

Without hesitation, he burst into the room. His eyes locked onto Sita-bound, bloodied, yet still fierce. His heart clenched painfully.

Relief flooded him, but there was no time for it.

A gun fired.

Without thinking, he lunged forward, shielding Sita with his own body. A bullet grazed his arm, tearing through flesh, but he didn't flinch.

"Trinod!" Her voice shook, filled with panic.

"I'm fine," he gritted out, his grip steady despite the pain. "Stay behind me."

With precise aim, he fired back, taking down two attackers. More bullets rained, but he was relentless. He grabbed Sita's wrist, his touch warm despite the blood staining his fingers.

"Run!"

She hesitated. She never hesitated.

"Trinod, no-"

"Go!" he ordered, pushing her toward the door.

But before she could take another step-

Another gunshot.

A sharp, burning sensation tore through his chest.

The world around him blurred. The sounds of gunfire became distant. His knees buckled, his breath caught.

"Trinod!"

Her scream shattered something deep inside him.

She was suddenly there, catching him as he fell to his knees.

Her fingers trembled as she pressed them against his wound, her voice cracking.

"Why? Why did you get shot for me?"

A weak smile tugged at his lips.

"Because, Sita... you are the only thing that has ever mattered to me."

Her breath hitched.

"Even before you knew... even when you didn't see it... it was always you." His voice cracked. "You are my world."

A sob escaped her lips.

"Trinod... I-I never-"

He gently cupped her cheek, his touch warm despite the cold creeping into his limbs.

"Sita... just once... say it."

Tears blurred her vision.

"No... not like this..."

"Please." His voice was barely a whisper now. "Just once."

She sucked in a shaky breath, leaning closer, her forehead resting against his.

"I love you, Trinod... and I always will."

A tear slipped down his cheek. A faint, tired smile touched his lips.

"Then... maybe we will meet again."

His fingers slipped from her cheek.

"No-Trinod, no!"

Her cries were raw, desperate.

Then-

Another gunshot.

A sharp pain ripped through her chest.

Her body trembled as she whispered,

"Trinod..."

His fingers weakly squeezed hers.

As the darkness closed in, a single, silent wish echoed between them.

One last chance.

One more moment.

To love.

To be loved.

To change their fate.

And then-silence.

Their hands remained entwined.

Their love-eternal.

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