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She looked around to stop her heated gaze filled with hatred at me.
"Well played, Ms. Raichand. I must say. I wouldn't even have suspected you if you hadn't pulled a similar stunt in the university to ruin the homecoming weekend just because you weren't my date. And I was stupid enough to take in the words of the second guy you had set up to divert our attention towards Rathore, thinking he was responsible for everything. Trusting too much into you, hoping all the time that it wasn't you."
Viaan paced back and forth in the room as he continued, "but no. You got us to punish an innocent man for your crimes and causing another man to end up in a comatose state. That poor man died during the trial while the waiter is still fighting for his life! Just because you both were selfish! Can you live with that? Can you sleep at night peacefully? Well, apparently you can when you have enough guts to incite an old man to kidnap a married woman!"
Viaan shouted furiously at her face, shocking everyone.
Nishika burst into tears as she reached out to hold him, "Viaan, it's not what you think it is. I didn't— " Viaan cut her off as he shrugged her away, "you don't get to say that. How else do you suppose a little more than average businessman gets enough means to travel to South Africa, know when the interview will be, plan everything out, hire guards, rent a farmhouse, bribe internal staff and get a getaway car? Did you take me for a fool? Especially when you tried getting Rynah killed by that truck in Darjeeling?"
Nishika sucked in a breath in shock, well my condition wasn't any better.
It was her who had tried to get me killed? I felt my hands rolling up into fists, tempting me to punch her till she reflected her actions but then I wanted to hear more of her tales that were unveiling before us.
"And you simply supported your daughter in everything," Viaan looked at Mr. Raichand who cleverly shut his mouth and looked at the decorated tiles on the floor. But that wasn't the case with Nishika.
"How... " She wasn't even able to completely form a coherent question.
"The driver opened his mouth. Did you think he ran away as he was supposed to? Sorry to say, but we had him and we worked on him."
"Viaan, please... Listen to me... I love you, I'm crazy about you. You were supposed to be mine! I didn't mean to do any of it. But I can't live without you and looking at that nobody as your wife—" Viaan again yelled interrupting her, "this is my wife you are talking about, not a nobody. Watch your damned tongue before whom you are talking, Ms. Raichand."
Nishika whimpered while I felt my heart swell with happiness. The sounds of footsteps demanded our attention to find the cops coming to a stop at the entrance of the living room.
"You both will pay for your sins," Viaan promised as Neel called out, "officers! Take them away."
And just like that, a group of male and female officers walked in handcuffing the father and daughter. Nishika kept crying and begging for Viaan to forgive her but he didn't even look at her. A small part of me felt bad for the lady but then again doing wrong to others wouldn't lead anyone to their happiness.
"Viaan, please... I'm sorry! I did it because I loved you!" Nishika wept while being dragged away by the cops.
"Officers, just a minute," Viaan stopped the cops before walking towards Nishika to stand before her.
"I love you so much that it hurts," Nishika cried.
"And I've told you a million times that you were like my sister. I had never felt anything for you, or ever will. You cannot force someone to love you, Nishika. You should have understood that and mind your own business. You should have moved on rather than trying to ruin others lives," Viaan said calmly.
"Viaan, please... " Nishika begged.
"Now you reap what you have sown." Viaan signaled the cops to take her away and this time Nishika only sobbed at her doings and didn't beg. She must have finally understood the intensity of the situation and how badly they were trapped.
Feeling the exhaustion take over for the day, I moved towards Viaan and slipped my hand into his. He looked down at where our hands connected, thoughtfully, "Now, it's finally over."
"I'll see through the procedure and meet you at home," Neel informed before walking out.
Viaan just nodded his head in acknowledgment while he stared at the way our fingers fit in together. I must say, they were like lost pieces of some puzzle finally put together.
"Now what?" I asked, looking at the farmhouse.
"Now we go home," Viaan tugged at my hand as he walked towards the door, dragging me along with him.
I slightly squeezed his hand making him look at me again, "How did you learn about where I was being kept? How did you find me so quickly?"
Viaan sighed before explaining, "I received a pen drive with video footage in which we could see the number plate of the vehicle. Vikrant hacked into the stoplight cameras and into the vehicle system to get the location."
"Did you ever wonder who sent you the pen drive?"
"I have. But, I also think I have an idea about it."
I was very much excited, to say the least, "who?"
