《Tumse Na Jaane Kyuin✓》Chapter- 18
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“" Anjali asked
"" Shyam said
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"” Shyam said solemnly
Anjali frowned
“” Shyam said “”
“” Anjali whispered
“” Shyam asked
“” Arnav and Anjali spoke in unison.
“” Shyam said
“”
“” Shyam said.
“” Khushi gasped
“” Shyam said “”
“” He spoke as if in a daze
“”
“” Anjali asked surprised
“” Shyam whispered
Anjali gulped, “” Shyam spoke quickly
“” Shyam smiled at Anjali fondly
Anjali blushed
“”
“” Arnav said quietly
“” Shyam shrugged
“” He added
Anjali and Arnav smiled.
“” Shyam said “”
“” Anjali asked
“” Shyam explained.
“”
“” Arnav asked
“” Khushi told him
“”
“” Payal explained
“” Khushi corrected Shyam.
Shyam smiled “”
Khushi looked surprised at the piece of information “”
“” Shyam said
“” Arnav asked shocked
“” Shyam said.
“” Arnav apologized.
“” Shyam said, Anjali nodded.
“” She said
“” Shyam spoke meaningfully glancing at Arnav
Arnav sighed, looking apologetic as ever.
“”
“” Arnav asked as comprehension dawned upon him
“”
“” Arnav mumbled.
“”
“” Shyam said calmly
“” Khushi asked softly
“” Shyam spoke
“” Khushi completed for him
“” Shyam said
“” Anjali gasped
“” Shyam said
“” Shyam added
“” Khushi said
“” Shyam spoke
“” Khushi whispered
“” Shyam said and instantly felt Anjali stiffen beside himself.
She deserves to know everything
“” Arnav whispered.
“” Shyam spoke “”
“” Shyam confessed
“” Shyam spoke guiltily.
Anjali was looking at him with a million questions filled in her eyes, looking at her Shyam couldn't meet her gaze
“” She whispered, tearfully.
“” Shyam apologised sincerely “”
“”
“” Shyam confessed
“”
“” Shyam berated himself mentally for making her go through all this, Only if.. He had realized earlier.
“”
“” Shyam was sobbing softly Recollecting the horrendous day.
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Anjali took in a deep, shaky breath. Khushi gave her a glass of water which she gulped down greedily.
“” Anjali whispered through constricted throat.
“” Shyam apologised over and over again.
“” Shyam said
Anjali sighed, “” She asked
“” Shyam said “”
“” Arnav asked
“” Shyam said calmly
“” Arnav asked
“” Shyam said firmly
“” Arnav informed
“” Shyam said
Arnav nodded.
“” Khushi asked after a little while
“” Anjali told her.
“” Arnav said
“” Anjali uttered confused
“” Payal looked surprised at her baby sister who blushed
“” Anjali exclaimed happily
Arnav smiled while Khushi blushed even deeper a shade of red.
“” Anjali patted her head affectionately.
“” Khushi said softly
“” Arnav said and led Khushi towards the dining table while Shyam took Anjali.
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