Love's Cruel fate

Roshni's mom and dad summoned her stepbrother, Humza Khan, to their side ๐Ÿ“ž. Humza arrived home and greeted his parents with a warm smile ๐Ÿ˜Š. "Where's my sister Roshni?" he asked, his eyes scanning the room ๐Ÿค”.

His mom replied, "She's in her room. Go talk to her ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ." Humza nodded and said, "Okay ๐Ÿ‘."

He walked to Roshni's room and opened the door ๐Ÿšช. The sight that greeted him made his heart skip a beat ๐Ÿ’”. Roshni was sitting on her bed, tears streaming down her face ๐Ÿ˜ญ.

Roshni quickly wiped away her tears and composed herself as she saw her brother ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ. Humza's eyes filled with concern as he asked, "Why are you crying, Roshni? ๐Ÿ˜”"

Roshni remained silent, her eyes cast downward ๐Ÿ™ˆ. Humza's expression turned thoughtful as he said, "I just found out that your engagement was a sham ๐Ÿšซ. That guy was a fraud ๐Ÿคฅ. Isn't it better that you found out before the wedding? ๐Ÿค”"

Roshni looked up at her brother, a hint of a smile on her lips ๐Ÿ˜Š. "Brother, you're right ๐Ÿ‘," she said softly.

Humza nodded and smiled back at his sister ๐Ÿ˜Š. He then turned and walked back to his room, leaving Roshni to her thoughts ๐Ÿ“š.

Meanwhile, Ayan arrived at his own home, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of Roshni ๐Ÿค”.

Ayan's eyes blazed with fury as he stormed through his house, smashing objects and shouting, "Dad, come out! ๐Ÿšช" His parents rushed out of their room, concern etched on their faces.

"Ayan, what's wrong? Why are you talking to your father like this?" his mom asked, trying to calm him down .

Ayan's voice trembled with rage as he accused, "You sent those men to kidnap Roshni, didn't you? ๐Ÿšซ" His dad's expression turned shocked and hurt.

"No, beta, I didn't send anyone. Your happiness is everything to me ," his dad protested.

Ayan's eyes narrowed, confusion and suspicion swirling in his mind ๐Ÿค”. If his dad wasn't behind the kidnapping, then who was? ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ

Without another word, Ayan turned and stormed out of the house, leaving his parents staring after him in concern ๐Ÿšช. He made his way to Vivan's house, his mind racing with questions and doubts ๐Ÿ“.

Vivan's eyes widened in surprise as he asked, "Ayan, how did you end up here? ๐Ÿค” Come inside, let's talk." Ayan stepped inside, his expression grim.

"It wasn't my dad who sent those men to kidnap Roshni," Ayan said, his voice firm. Vivan's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"But he told me himself that he didn't send anyone," Vivan protested. Ayan shook his head.

"My dad would never lie to me. If he had sent those men, he would have told me ๐Ÿ™," Ayan explained.

Vivan's eyes narrowed, confusion etched on his face. "Then who was it? ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ" Ayan's jaw clenched in determination.

"That's what I need to find out. Who is behind this, and what do they want from Roshni? ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ" Vivan nodded in agreement.

"But we don't have any clues," Vivan pointed out. Ayan's eyes gleamed with resolve.

"They didn't succeed in kidnapping Roshni this time, but they'll try again ๐Ÿšจ. Keep an eye on her, and update me on her every move," Ayan instructed.

Vivan nodded, his expression serious. "I'll take care of it. Don't worry." Ayan nodded, then turned and left, leaving Vivan to ponder the mystery ๐Ÿค”.

A month had passed since the last attempt on Roshni's life ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธ. Ayan met up with Vivan, his eyes narrowed with concern. "Has anyone tried to harm Roshni again?" he asked ๐Ÿค”.

Vivan shook his head. "No, nothing's happened. I don't think we need to worry about it anymore ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ."

Ayan nodded, his expression thoughtful. "Maybe you're right. Maybe he's given up ๐Ÿ˜."

Meanwhile, Roshni and Harleen were enjoying dinner at a restaurant ๐Ÿด. Roshni excused herself to visit the restroom ๐Ÿšฝ. "I'll be right back," she said with a smile.

As soon as Roshni stepped into the restroom, a group of men burst in, grabbing her and holding a chloroform-soaked cloth over her mouth ๐Ÿ˜ท. Roshni struggled, but soon fell unconscious.

Harleen, oblivious to the danger, stepped outside to make a call ๐Ÿ“ฑ. As she turned to go back inside, she saw Roshni being dragged out of the restaurant and thrown into a car ๐Ÿš—.

Harleen's eyes widened in horror as she took off after the car, running as fast as she could ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ. But the car sped away, leaving her in the dust ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ’จ.

Harleen was running as fast as she could, her heart racing with fear ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ. Suddenly, she collided with Vivan, who was standing with Ayan ๐Ÿคฏ. Harleen stumbled and fell, but Vivan quickly caught her, holding her steady ๐Ÿค—.

For a moment, Vivan and Harleen locked eyes, their faces inches apart ๐Ÿ‘€. But then Harleen pushed Vivan away and took off running again ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ. Vivan quickly grabbed her hand, spinning her back around ๐Ÿšซ.

"What's wrong? Why are you running?" Vivan asked, his voice laced with concern ๐Ÿค”. Harleen's eyes were wild with fear as she exclaimed, "Let me go! They took Roshni! ๐Ÿšจ"

Ayan's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger ๐Ÿ˜ค. "Who took her?" he demanded, his voice low and menacing ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ.

Harleen pointed down the road, her eyes fixed on the red car ๐Ÿš— speeding away. "That's the one! They took Roshni!" she exclaimed.

Ayan sprang into action, jumping into his car and taking off after the kidnappers ๐Ÿš—. Harleen tried to shake off Vivan's grip, but he held tight.

"Let me go!" Harleen struggled, but Vivan refused to release her. "Where are you going? The car is already gone, and Ayan is following them. You won't catch up," Vivan reasoned ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ.

Harleen's eyes blazed with anger. "This is all your fault! If you hadn't grabbed me, I could have caught up!" she accused.

Vivan looked taken aback. "What did I do? I was just trying to protect you," he protested.

Harleen's expression turned bitter. "Ayan went after them. Trust him, he'll take care of Roshni," Vivan reassured her.

But Harleen was beyond consolation. "Let me go!" she shouted, struggling against Vivan's grip. Finally, he released her, and she took off running.

But in her haste, Harleen lost her footing and tumbled to the ground ๐Ÿคฏ. She cried out in pain as her ankle twisted at an awkward angle.

"Ahhhh... why did this have to happen now?" Harleen moaned, clutching her ankle in agony.

Vivan rushed to her side, concern etched on his face. "I told you not to go," he said, shaking his head ๐Ÿ™„.

Harleen's eyes flashed with anger as she spat, "You're a curse! Ever since you showed up, my life has been nothing but bad luck ๐Ÿคฏ."

Vivan's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Because of me? ๐Ÿค”" he asked, his tone incredulous.

Harleen nodded vigorously. "Yes, because of you! You're the reason my life is falling apart ๐ŸŒช๏ธ."

As Harleen tried to storm off, her ankle gave way, and she stumbled ๐Ÿคฏ. Vivan quickly caught her, sweeping her up in his arms.

"What are you doing?!" Harleen exclaimed, her face flushing with embarrassment.

Vivan's expression was calm as he replied, "Shh, just relax ๐Ÿ™." He carried her to the car, opening the door and gently setting her inside.

As he got behind the wheel, he instructed, "Put your address in the GPS ๐Ÿ“." Harleen's eyes narrowed.

"Why? Where are we going? ๐Ÿค”" she asked, her voice laced with suspicion.

Vivan's eyes met hers in the rearview mirror. "We're going to your house, aren't we? ๐Ÿ " Harleen shook her head vigorously.

"No, no, I'm not going! ๐Ÿ˜‚" But it was too late; Vivan had already started the car.

As they arrived at Harleen's house, Vivan got out and scooped her up in his arms once more ๐Ÿค—. Harleen protested, "Let me down! I can walk ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ."

Vivan smiled and replied, "Okay, okay."

Harleen tried to walk, but her ankle gave way again, and she stumbled ๐Ÿคฏ. Vivan quickly caught her, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Do you enjoy falling?" he teased, a hint of a smile on his lips ๐Ÿ˜.

Harleen's face flushed with embarrassment. "Shut up!" she muttered, trying to wriggle free.

But Vivan held tight. "You can't even walk," he said, scooping her up in his arms. "I'll take you inside."

He carried her into her house and set her down on the bed ๐Ÿ›๏ธ. "Will you bear the pain?" he asked, his eyes locked on hers.

Harleen's eyes narrowed. "What are you doing?" she demanded.

Vivan's expression turned serious. "I'm trying to help you," he said, gently placing her hand on his shoulder ๐Ÿค—.

"If it hurts, hold on tight," he instructed. Harleen's eyes widened in surprise.

"Be careful," she warned, her voice barely above a whisper.

Vivan gently grasped Harleen's ankle, rotating it to assess the damage ๐Ÿค•. Harleen winced, her eyes watering from the pain. She instinctively clutched Vivan's shoulder, her fingers digging deep into his muscles ๐Ÿ’ช.

"It's okay," Vivan soothed, his voice calm and reassuring. "It's just a minor sprain ๐Ÿค•."

Harleen's eyes narrowed skeptically. "Minor sprain?" she repeated, her tone laced with doubt.

Vivan smiled and asked, "Where's your medicine box?" Harleen pointed to the drawer. "It's in there."

Vivan retrieved the box and applied medicine to Harleen's ankle ๐Ÿฅ. As he finished, he announced, "I'll leave now."

Harleen nodded, her eyes already drooping with fatigue. "Okay," she murmured.

But just as Vivan turned to leave, he stopped and asked, "Can I have your phone?" ๐Ÿ“ฑ

Harleen's eyes flickered open. "My phone?" she repeated.

Vivan nodded. "Yes, quickly."

Harleen handed over her phone, and Vivan saved his number ๐Ÿ“. "Call me if you need anything," he instructed.

Harleen nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Okay."

With that, Vivan departed, leaving Harleen to drift off to sleep ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ˜ด.

Ayan's eyes scanned the road frantically, his heart racing with every passing second ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธ. He couldn't find the car with Roshni anywhere ๐Ÿš—. In a fit of rage, he stepped out of his car and smashed the mirror with a stick ๐Ÿ’ฅ.

Tears streamed down his face as he crumpled to the ground, overcome with grief ๐Ÿ˜ญ. He rocked back and forth, his mind consumed by thoughts of Roshni.

Just then, his phone rang ๐Ÿ“ž. Ayan's heart skipped a beat as he saw Rocky's name flashing on the screen.

Rocky's menacing voice sent shivers down Ayan's spine. "Did you think you could outsmart me? If you want Roshni to stay safe, come to the same rice factory where you first tried to rescue her. And don't try any tricks this time ๐Ÿ˜."

Ayan's voice trembled with desperation. "Don't hurt Roshni, please..." But the line went dead, and the call dropped ๐Ÿ“ด.

Undeterred, Ayan jumped into his car and sped towards the rice factory ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ. As he arrived, he spotted Rocky standing in front of the entrance, a sly grin spreading across his face ๐Ÿ˜ˆ.

Roshni lay unconscious beside him, her fragile form sparking a fierce protectiveness within Ayan ๐Ÿ’ช.

Ayan's voice echoed through the deserted factory. "Let Roshni go. I'm here. You don't need her anymore ๐Ÿ™."

Rocky sneered, "But if this girl weren't here, I wouldn't get to see you suffer ๐Ÿ˜ˆ." Ayan's eyes blazed with anger.

Rocky continued, "You didn't even know it was me who sent those men to the restaurant that day. I used your dad's name to throw you off track ๐Ÿค”."

Ayan's jaw clenched. "So it was you ๐Ÿคฏ."

Rocky nodded. "Yes, it was me. And it wasn't just that. When Roshni's brother told you not want to marry her, you refused only because of him. I was watching you, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. But then I decided that killing you would be too easy. I wanted to hurt you deeper, to tear your heart apart โค๏ธ."

Ayan's voice was laced with desperation. "Just leave Roshni alone. I'll do whatever you want ๐Ÿ™."

But before Rocky could respond, Roshni spoke up, her voice weak but determined. "It was you... you were behind everything ๐Ÿคฏ."

Rocky smirked. "Yes, it was me. And just as I was about to succeed, Ayan's goons showed up and ruined everything ๐Ÿšจ."

Ayan rushed to Roshni's side, freeing her from her restraints. "Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes scanning her face worriedly.

Roshni nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm okay ๐Ÿ™."

Ayan's face darkened as he pushed aside Ayan's men and pulled out a gun ๐Ÿ”ซ.

Rocky sneered, "Nobody move, or I'll shoot!" ๐Ÿ”ซ

Ayan stood frozen, his eyes locked on Rocky's gun. But when Rocky aimed at Roshni, Ayan sprang into action, wrapping his arms around Roshni and shielding her from harm ๐Ÿค—.

The sound of the gunshot echoed through the air ๐Ÿ”ซ. Ayan's body jerked, and he felt a searing pain in his chest ๐Ÿค•.

Roshni's eyes widened in horror as Ayan slumped against her, his blood staining her clothes ๐Ÿšจ.

Rocky's men pounced on him, wresting the gun from his hand and pinning him to the ground ๐Ÿšซ.

Roshni's face contorted in anguish as she cradled Ayan's head in her lap. Tears streamed down her face as she begged, "No, Ayan, don't leave me! ๐Ÿ˜ญ"

Ayan's voice was barely audible, his words laced with pain. "I... love... you..." โค๏ธ

Roshni's sobs grew louder, her body shaking with grief. "Ayan, I love you too! ๐Ÿ˜ญ"

As Roshni's words faded into sobs, Ayan's eyes closed, and he lost consciousness ๐ŸŒ™.

Roshni's cries grew more frantic, her mind consumed by the thought of losing Ayan. She too fainted, her body limp and lifeless ๐Ÿ˜ด.

The two lovers were rushed to the hospital ๐Ÿฅ, their fate hanging precariously in the balance โš–๏ธ.

Roshni's eyes fluttered open, and she was met with the concerned faces of Vivan and Harleen ๐Ÿค•.

As soon as she sat up, she demanded, "Where's Ayan?" But Vivan and Harleen remained silent, their expressions somber ๐Ÿ˜.

Roshni's eyes welled up with tears as she grabbed Vivan's collar, begging, "Tell me, where's Ayan? What happened to him? Please, say something!" Her voice cracked with desperation.

Vivan's eyes flickered towards the adjacent room, and Roshni's gaze followed. She leapt out of bed, racing towards the room with Vivan and Harleen close behind ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ.

As she burst into the room, her heart sank. Ayan lay motionless on the bed, his body covered in white sheets ๐Ÿ›๏ธ.

Roshni rushed to his side, her voice shaking with emotion. "Ayan, I love you! You can't leave me! I won't survive without you!" She sobbed uncontrollably.

But then, a faint voice emerged from beneath the sheets. "Really?" Roshni's tears paused as she stared at Ayan in shock.

She slowly lifted the sheets, and Ayan sat up, a sly grin spreading across his face ๐Ÿ˜.

Roshni's eyes narrowed. "You were acting!" she accused.

Ayan's grin widened. "How could I leave you? You just said you can't live without me," he teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Roshni's face flushed with embarrassment. "Shut up!" she muttered, trying to pull her hand away.

But Ayan held tight, his eyes locked on hers. "And you said you love me..." Roshni " you shut up".