Simran has just gotten home from work, her face troubled. Vivaan notices.
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Vivaan
(leaning against the doorframe, eyes narrowing) What’s wrong, Simran?
Simran
(avoiding eye contact) Nothing... I’m just tired
Vivaan
(stepping closer, his voice low and serious) Don’t lie to me. I can see it in your eyes. Someone’s been bothering you, haven’t they?
Simran looks away, uncomfortable. Vivaan gently tilts her chin to make her look at him.
Vivaan
Tell me who it is. I’ll make them regret it.
she tells a man harassing her at work, her face tense and anxious
Simran
(thinking) I just want it to stop. I don’t want Vivaan to get hurt.
Vivaan, his eyes burning with anger, walking into the office the next day. His friends, laughing, look up to see his serious face
Vivaan
Next day at the office
Vivaan
(coldly) This is your last warning. Stay away from her
Vivaan punching the harasser, his friends holding him back
Pratik
(laughing nervously) Man, you don’t get angry like that over just anyone.
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Simran get scared and worried, rushing to find Vivaan after the confrontation
Simran
Vivaan, stop!
Vivaan turns, his chest heaving with anger, his hands clenched into fists.
Vivaan
I warned you. No one touches what’s mine. Ever
Simran, overwhelmed, stands in front of him, her voice shaking.
Simran
Please, Vivaan. This isn’t you... this anger... it’s too much
Vivaan’s expression softens slightly, but his grip tightens on her arm.
Vivaan
(whispering, intensely) You don’t understand. When it comes to you, I’m not just some man. I’m the one who’ll protect you, even if it means destroying everything.
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Vivaan may be fierce, but his love for Simran is even fiercer. He won’t let go. Not now, not ever.
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