And I'm back :)
Please read my note from yesterday before moving onto the updates if you haven't yet done so. It's right below this post.
And more than anything, enjoy these two mammoth and very critical Secret Passion chapters!
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And finally a short Desert Heat Teaser…
As the group trudged inside, far from the smothering heat of the sands, Nidhant's mother's gaze fell on Khushi's parting and widened with disbelief. "Sindoor?"
Khushi's footsteps faltered. The others jerked to a halt and all heads turned her way. She and Arnav exchanged a glance, but before either could get a word in, Colonel Uncle stepped forward, beaming at the pair.
"Oh Nidhi, don't you understand? Khushi wears sindoor for our Nidhant. I told you how rooted in tradition she is, just like her parents--God rest their souls. Aren't I right, beta?" he winked at Khushi.
She couldn't seem to meet his hopeful gaze, her eyes whipping toward her husband. He looked so furious, he couldn't seem to form any words. Her chin tilted up with defiance.
"Yes," she whispered, looking right into his eyes. "I wear the sindoor for your son."
To be continued…
*runs and hides*
Everyone look out for a very, very furious Dark Prince on the loose. But our Dark Princess had her reasons too--which the next chapter will shed light on...