“When’s my next meeting?” he asked his secretary.
She replied, and he nodded. “Good. Get the conference room ready. I’m on my way.”
He rose and strode past Shagufta without another glance.
“Reyansh, wait… Please—” she called after him, but he didn’t stop.
Fuming, she exited the building a few minutes later, seething in silent defeat.
California – Evening
Aanya and Shikha had been invited for dinner by the Negi couple. Radhika and Rishi welcomed them warmly, and soon enough, Shikha who was initially a bit reserved, now relaxed and enjoyed the atmosphere. They gathered around the dining table, the smell of fresh salad and warm rolls filling the cozy home.
“This really feels like home now,” Shikha said with a smile.
“That’s their magic,” Aanya replied, munching on a bite. “They make even strangers feel like family.”
Radhika blushed. “That’s sweet of you. But honestly, it’s just so good to have our people here again. It was just me and Rishi for so long. You know how lonely it can get when you’re away from your country, your family…”
Aanya nodded with understanding.
“Poor Rey,” Rishi added, chuckling. “He must be all alone there now… stuck with Nani and desperately missing us.”
“Absolutely,” Radhika agreed with a laugh.
Aanya managed a smile, though the thought tugged at her heart. Yes… he must be missing them. Missing…her?
After dinner, she helped Radhika clear the table, though her sister-in-law insisted the house help would handle it.
“Di… your baby bump is showing now,” Aanya said with a grin.
“Yes,” Radhika said, resting a hand on her stomach. “I can’t wait for the next three months to pass.”
“Neither can I. I’m going to pamper the baby so much.”
“That’s your right as his aunt,” Radhika smiled, caressing Aanya’s cheek.
Just then, Aanya’s phone buzzed. It was a message—from Reyansh.
‘Your wish is fulfilled. Shagufta has been dealt with. She won’t interfere again.’
A rare smile brightened Aanya’s face. Radhika noticed instantly.
“Message from Reyansh?” she asked, already knowing the answer.
Aanya nodded.
Radhika smiled and discreetly walked away to give her some privacy as Aanya typed back.
‘Thank you for making it happen so soon. Can we switch to email? Texting is expensive on international plans.’
His response came swiftly.
‘Anything that makes you comfortable. Though I could recharge your number.’
She smirked.
‘Thanks, but that would completely defeat the purpose of standing on my own feet. I’ll pay my own bills. Email it is. Sweet and cost effective.’