01-10-2024, 09:04 PM
Hello everyone,
I followed this story from first episode, and since the original writer opened up the story by setting up the stage for chapter 2... I would love to continue.
I would share my first episode of chapter 2 and let me know your opinion, and continue to give your support, if you guys feel the plot is not good then i would not continue this story.
Episode 1
Vishnu slumped on his bed, his eyes welling up with unshed tears. The room was a mess, half-packed boxes strewn about, a stark reminder of his impending move to Australia. "Why does she have to be so stubborn?" he muttered, punching his pillow in frustration. The knock at his door was soft, barely audible. Anand entered, his face a mix of concern and determination. "Vishnu... I heard..." Anand's voice was gentle, his usual joking demeanor absent. "I heard you talking to yourself just now. And I saw your room... you're really leaving, aren't you?" Vishnu nodded, looking away to hide his tears. Anand sat down next to him, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. "You know... I've been thinking..." he paused, gathering his thoughts. "I've been thinking that maybe..... maybe I should come with you." Vishnu turned to face Anand, surprise etched on his face. "What? But your family, your studies..." Anand smiled, squeezing Vishnu's shoulder. "My family will understand. As for studies, well, there are universities in Australia too, you know." He grinned, trying to lighten the mood. "And besides, we're supposed to be in this together, right?" Vishnu's face broke into a wide smile as he wrapped his arms around Anand, hugging him tightly. "Thanks, Anand. You have no idea how much this means to me." Anand returned the hug, patting Vishnu's back soothingly. "Don't worry, my friend. I know how much you loved Devika... but yeah, now it's time for her to live happily with her own family."
Pulling back from the hug, Anand grinned mischievously, "Remember the time you thought you were so smooth, wooing her in her car?" he chuckled. Vishnu groaned, "Anand, not this again...". Anand cackled, "Come on! The way you thought you were so stealthy, turning on the music to drown out your whispers...". Vishnu's face flushed at the memory. He quickly cut Anand off, not wanting to revisit those bittersweet moments. "Anand, stop... just stop." He looked away, his voice cracking. "I miss her so much... I miss the way she smiled, the way she laughed, the way she felt in my arms...". Anand's teasing expression softened, and he pulled Vishnu into another hug. "I know, buddy. I know."
Vishnu's eyes took on a far-off look as he described Devika's beauty. "She's like a lotus flower, Anand. So pure, so beautiful. Her eyes shine like the morning sun, and her laughter... it's like music, the sweetest melody...". He paused, lost in his reverie. Slowly, his voice grew huskier, his breaths shallower.
Anand watched as Vishnu's expression softened, his eyes fluttering closed as he continued to paint a romantic picture of Devika. "And her touch... so gentle, like a butterfly's wings...". Vishnu's voice trailed off, his body tensing as he realized the direction of his thoughts. He coughed, clearing his throat and averting his gaze. "Never mind that. Let's... let's pack, okay?"
Devika stood under the steaming hot water, her body relax as the warmth seeped into her pores. But as she closed her eyes, images flooded her mind - memories of Vishnu's touch, his kisses, his voice whispering her name. She cursed under her breath, "How could I have been so foolish? I betrayed my husband, my vows, for a fleeting moment of passion with a student." Her heart ached as she remembered the feel of Vishnu's arms around her, the way he looked at her with those deep, soulful eyes. She pounded her fist against the tiled wall, "Why? Why did I let this happen? I was his teacher, for heaven's sake!" She leaned against the wall, sliding down until she sat on the floor of the shower, hot tears mixing with the spray of water. "I loved him..."
She hugged her knees to her chest, her body wracking with sobs. "I loved him, and he loved me... but it was wrong. So very wrong." She sat there, under the punishing spray, until the water turned cold. Finally, she pulled herself up, turning off the faucet. As she stepped out of the shower, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. "I made a mistake," she whispered to her reflection. "But it's over now," she said firmly, toweling off her hair. "What happened is in the past. I can't change it, but I can control what happens now." She wrapped the towel around herself, her eyes determined. "Venki deserves better. He deserves a faithful wife, not some lovesick fool pining over a mistake." She nodded at her reflection, making a silent promise. "No more. I won't cheat him again." She walked into her bedroom, the cool air prickling her damp skin. As she dressed, she felt a renewed sense of purpose. She would be the wife Venki deserved. She would bury the memories of Vishnu deep down, lock them away where they couldn't hurt her, or Venki, anymore. She took a deep, shuddering breath. "It's over," she whispered to the empty room. "It's over, and it will never happen again."
As Devika finished dressing, a sudden chill ran down her spine. She paused, her mind racing back to the threatening letter she had received from Cheran. Her heart pounded in her chest as she remembered the chilling words. "He said he would take his revenge..." she whispered, her voice shaking. She wrapped her arms around herself, hugging tight. "But what does that mean? What is he going to do?"
She paced the room, her mind whirling. "I have to tell Venki... no, I can't tell him. He'll be furious that I hid it from him in the first place." She bit her lip, torn. "But what if something happens? What if Cheran...?" She shivered, unable to finish the thought. Suddenly, she heard a soft creaking sound outside her door. She froze, her eyes wide. "Venki?"
Devika let out a sigh of relief as she realized it was just their cat scratching at the door. She sank onto the bed, her heart still pounding. "Vishnu..." she whispered, her mind turning to her former student. He was smart, resourceful, and he had connections. He might be able to help, but... "No," she murmured, conflicted. "I can't drag him into this. Not after..." She hesitated, her fingers hovering over her phone. "But if Cheran carries out his threat..." She trailed off, her mind filled with dark possibilities. She closed her eyes, torn. Involving Vishnu again would mean reopening old wounds, reigniting feelings she'd sworn to bury. But the alternative... She took a deep, shuddering breath, her decision made. With shaking hands, she dialed Vishnu's number. "Please, pick up..."
Vishnu's phone rang, breaking the silence in Anand's room as they packed their bags for their trip to Australia the next morning. Anand looked up, noticing the unfamiliar number on the screen. "Who is it?" he asked, setting aside the shirt he was folding. Vishnu's phone rang, startling him out of his packing routine. He glanced at the screen, his eyes widening in surprise. "Devika?" he murmured, showing the phone to Anand. They had agreed to move on, to forget what had happened between them. But now, seeing her name on his screen, he felt a mix of surprise and a warmth he'd thought he'd buried. "Should I...?"
Anand rolled his eyes and smirked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Yeah, go ahead and answer it. I'm sure she just can't live without talking to you." Vishnu shot him a warning look, but Anand just shrugged and continued packing. Vishnu sighed and answered the call, his heart racing. "Hello, Devika mam," he said, trying to keep his voice calm.
"Vishnu, I... I need your help," Devika's voice came through the line, shaky and tense. "It's... it's about Cheran." Vishnu's grip tightened on the phone. Cheran? The name sent a chill down his spine. "What about him?" he asked, his voice cold. Anand looked up, noticing the change in Vishnu's demeanor. "What's wrong?" he mouthed silently, He's... he's threatened me, Vishnu," Devika admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "He said he'll expose... everything, unless I... unless I..." She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. Vishnu's face darkened, anger flashing in his eyes. "Unless you what?" he growled. Anand watched, concerned, as Vishnu's expression grew stormier. "Devika Mam, tell me,"
Devika continues ..."Unless I drop the case against him," Devika finished, her voice breaking. "He knows, Vishnu. He knows about us, about... everything." She started to cry, her sobs echoing through the phone. Vishnu's heart ached at the sound. "Devika Mam, please don't cry," he said softly, his anger temporarily forgotten. "I'm coming over, alright? I'll be there soon."
Devika says "No, Vishnu, you don't understand..." Devika sniffled, trying to regain her composure. "He said he'll hurt you if I don't drop the case. He knows about your involvement..." Her voice trailed off, but the threat hung heavy in the air. Vishnu's jaw set firmly. "I don't care about the risk," he said, determination in his voice. "I'm coming over."
Vishnu and Anand reached Devika's house in record time, the usually bustling streets whizzing by in a blur. Devika opened the door, her eyes red and swollen from crying. She led them to the living room, her shoulders slumped in defeat. "He's blackmailing me, Vishnu," she started, her voice hoarse. "He has evidence... photos, messages..." She broke down again, burying her face in her hands.
Vishnu's mind raced back to that night, to Ramu's leering face and grasping hands. Had they taken photos then? His stomach turned at the thought. But looking at Devika's distress, he knew he had to be strong. He walked over to her, gently priing her hands away from her face. "Devika Mam, look at me," he said softly. She raised her tear-stained eyes to his. "We'll figure this out,".
Vishnu pulled out his phone, dialing his father's number. "Appa," he said, cutting straight to the chase. "I need your help. It's about Devika Mam..." He explained the situation briefly, his father listening in silence. When Vishnu finished, there was a pause before his father spoke. "Alright, here's what we'll do..." He outlined a plan, his voice calm and collected.
Vishnu returned to Devika's, his face bearing a solemn expression. Devika looked up at him, concern etched on her face. "What did your father say?" she asked. Vishnu sat down beside her, his eyes meeting hers. "We have a plan," he said, his voice serious. "But I need you to trust me, completely." Devika nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "I trust you, Vishnu." Spill out the plan, so Vishnu continued, "The plan is to get you out of the country, Devika Mam. My father has arranged a flight ticket for you to Australia. He has a contact there who can offer you a job at a reputed college." Devika stared at him, shock written all over her face. "Australia? But... my husband, my job..." Vishnu anticipated her concerns. "Venki can join you later, on a spouse visa."
Devika's mind raced, her heart clenching at the thought of leaving everything behind. "But what about Venki now? He can't just leave his job..." She paced, wringing her hands. "And what about our home? Our life here?" Vishnu watched her, understanding her turmoil. "I know it's not easy, Devika Mam," he said softly. "But it's the only way. Cheran won't stop." Devika paused, her eyes filling with tears. She thought of Venki, his love and support. She thought of their child, innocent and unaware of the danger looming. She took a deep breath, steeling herself. "Alright," she whispered. "I'll go. For Venki, for our child." She looked at Vishnu, gratitude shining in her eyes. "Thank you, Vishnu. "I don't know how I can repay you, or your father. I was so blind to think that law will work for me...Cheran is powerful and I was naive." Tears spilled over, rolling down her cheeks. Vishnu pulled her into a hug. "You're not naive, Devika Mam. You're strong. Stronger than you think. You're doing what's necessary to protect your family." He pulled back, wiping her tears gently. Devika sniffled, pulling herself together. "Thank you, Vishnu," she said, her voice thick with emotion. Vishnu smiled at her, his eyes warm. "Stop thanking me, Devika Mam. Just pack your things. We leave for the airport in a few hours." He turned to leave the room, then paused. "And Devika..." he said, looking back at her. "This is nothing compared to what you've given me."( Sarcastically) Devika felt a flush rise to her cheeks as she looked at Vishnu. She thought back to their conversations, their moments together. She wondered if he meant something more than just his help and protection. "V-Vishnu, what do you mean?" she stammered, her heart pounding in her chest. Vishnu hesitated, his gaze holding hers. "Never mind," he said finally, turning away. "Just pack your things, Devika Mam."
With hesitation..she ask "Vishnu please explain me Devika demands, if their is any bad intentions then i shall not come with you, i already explained that our relationship was short term and I gave what you need, so now on I have to move on as i have my family and you need to concentrate on your studies too Vishnu , i can't cheat Venki, I hope you understand, she wiped her tears that were rolling down. Vishnu's face shuttered, his expression becoming unreadable. He turned back to face Devika, his voice steady. "Devika Mam, please don't read more into my words. I assure you, I have no hidden intentions. I only meant that your support and guidance meant a lot to me, academically." He paused, his voice softening. "I know our relationship was... brief and I respect that you need to move on. I promise, all I want is to ensure your safety, so you can return to Venki and your child." He took a step closer, his eyes filled with sincerity. "Please, Devika Mam. Don't cry. I would never do anything to hurt you. I owe you too much." Devika looked at him, her breath hitching. She wanted to believe him but her face was not giving that confidence, and Vishnu gently reached out and wiped away her tears with his thumb. "Devika, listen to me," he said softly. "There are no bad intentions. I swear it on my life. All I want is to ensure your safety, so you can return to Venki and your child without worrying about anything else." He paused, his expression sincere. "I know our relationship was short-term, and you've made it clear you need to move on." Devika's tears subsided, and a small smile played on her lips. She nodded, giving Vishnu a tiny nod of acceptance. "Okay, Vishnu. I trust you. But we need to be careful, alright?" She wiped her nose with her sleeve, looking up at him with a hint of happiness. "And... we should meet at the airport, okay? I don't want anyone to see us together again." Vishnu's heart swelled with relief as he saw the smile on Devika's face. He nodded eagerly, his mind already racing with plans. "Airport it is, then. I'll make sure to be there early, so we can leave without drawing attention." He paused, looking at her intently. "Devika, promise me you'll be careful until then. And... please don't worry about anything. I've got this."
I followed this story from first episode, and since the original writer opened up the story by setting up the stage for chapter 2... I would love to continue.
I would share my first episode of chapter 2 and let me know your opinion, and continue to give your support, if you guys feel the plot is not good then i would not continue this story.
Episode 1
Vishnu slumped on his bed, his eyes welling up with unshed tears. The room was a mess, half-packed boxes strewn about, a stark reminder of his impending move to Australia. "Why does she have to be so stubborn?" he muttered, punching his pillow in frustration. The knock at his door was soft, barely audible. Anand entered, his face a mix of concern and determination. "Vishnu... I heard..." Anand's voice was gentle, his usual joking demeanor absent. "I heard you talking to yourself just now. And I saw your room... you're really leaving, aren't you?" Vishnu nodded, looking away to hide his tears. Anand sat down next to him, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. "You know... I've been thinking..." he paused, gathering his thoughts. "I've been thinking that maybe..... maybe I should come with you." Vishnu turned to face Anand, surprise etched on his face. "What? But your family, your studies..." Anand smiled, squeezing Vishnu's shoulder. "My family will understand. As for studies, well, there are universities in Australia too, you know." He grinned, trying to lighten the mood. "And besides, we're supposed to be in this together, right?" Vishnu's face broke into a wide smile as he wrapped his arms around Anand, hugging him tightly. "Thanks, Anand. You have no idea how much this means to me." Anand returned the hug, patting Vishnu's back soothingly. "Don't worry, my friend. I know how much you loved Devika... but yeah, now it's time for her to live happily with her own family."
Pulling back from the hug, Anand grinned mischievously, "Remember the time you thought you were so smooth, wooing her in her car?" he chuckled. Vishnu groaned, "Anand, not this again...". Anand cackled, "Come on! The way you thought you were so stealthy, turning on the music to drown out your whispers...". Vishnu's face flushed at the memory. He quickly cut Anand off, not wanting to revisit those bittersweet moments. "Anand, stop... just stop." He looked away, his voice cracking. "I miss her so much... I miss the way she smiled, the way she laughed, the way she felt in my arms...". Anand's teasing expression softened, and he pulled Vishnu into another hug. "I know, buddy. I know."
Vishnu's eyes took on a far-off look as he described Devika's beauty. "She's like a lotus flower, Anand. So pure, so beautiful. Her eyes shine like the morning sun, and her laughter... it's like music, the sweetest melody...". He paused, lost in his reverie. Slowly, his voice grew huskier, his breaths shallower.
Anand watched as Vishnu's expression softened, his eyes fluttering closed as he continued to paint a romantic picture of Devika. "And her touch... so gentle, like a butterfly's wings...". Vishnu's voice trailed off, his body tensing as he realized the direction of his thoughts. He coughed, clearing his throat and averting his gaze. "Never mind that. Let's... let's pack, okay?"
Devika stood under the steaming hot water, her body relax as the warmth seeped into her pores. But as she closed her eyes, images flooded her mind - memories of Vishnu's touch, his kisses, his voice whispering her name. She cursed under her breath, "How could I have been so foolish? I betrayed my husband, my vows, for a fleeting moment of passion with a student." Her heart ached as she remembered the feel of Vishnu's arms around her, the way he looked at her with those deep, soulful eyes. She pounded her fist against the tiled wall, "Why? Why did I let this happen? I was his teacher, for heaven's sake!" She leaned against the wall, sliding down until she sat on the floor of the shower, hot tears mixing with the spray of water. "I loved him..."
She hugged her knees to her chest, her body wracking with sobs. "I loved him, and he loved me... but it was wrong. So very wrong." She sat there, under the punishing spray, until the water turned cold. Finally, she pulled herself up, turning off the faucet. As she stepped out of the shower, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. "I made a mistake," she whispered to her reflection. "But it's over now," she said firmly, toweling off her hair. "What happened is in the past. I can't change it, but I can control what happens now." She wrapped the towel around herself, her eyes determined. "Venki deserves better. He deserves a faithful wife, not some lovesick fool pining over a mistake." She nodded at her reflection, making a silent promise. "No more. I won't cheat him again." She walked into her bedroom, the cool air prickling her damp skin. As she dressed, she felt a renewed sense of purpose. She would be the wife Venki deserved. She would bury the memories of Vishnu deep down, lock them away where they couldn't hurt her, or Venki, anymore. She took a deep, shuddering breath. "It's over," she whispered to the empty room. "It's over, and it will never happen again."
As Devika finished dressing, a sudden chill ran down her spine. She paused, her mind racing back to the threatening letter she had received from Cheran. Her heart pounded in her chest as she remembered the chilling words. "He said he would take his revenge..." she whispered, her voice shaking. She wrapped her arms around herself, hugging tight. "But what does that mean? What is he going to do?"
She paced the room, her mind whirling. "I have to tell Venki... no, I can't tell him. He'll be furious that I hid it from him in the first place." She bit her lip, torn. "But what if something happens? What if Cheran...?" She shivered, unable to finish the thought. Suddenly, she heard a soft creaking sound outside her door. She froze, her eyes wide. "Venki?"
Devika let out a sigh of relief as she realized it was just their cat scratching at the door. She sank onto the bed, her heart still pounding. "Vishnu..." she whispered, her mind turning to her former student. He was smart, resourceful, and he had connections. He might be able to help, but... "No," she murmured, conflicted. "I can't drag him into this. Not after..." She hesitated, her fingers hovering over her phone. "But if Cheran carries out his threat..." She trailed off, her mind filled with dark possibilities. She closed her eyes, torn. Involving Vishnu again would mean reopening old wounds, reigniting feelings she'd sworn to bury. But the alternative... She took a deep, shuddering breath, her decision made. With shaking hands, she dialed Vishnu's number. "Please, pick up..."
Vishnu's phone rang, breaking the silence in Anand's room as they packed their bags for their trip to Australia the next morning. Anand looked up, noticing the unfamiliar number on the screen. "Who is it?" he asked, setting aside the shirt he was folding. Vishnu's phone rang, startling him out of his packing routine. He glanced at the screen, his eyes widening in surprise. "Devika?" he murmured, showing the phone to Anand. They had agreed to move on, to forget what had happened between them. But now, seeing her name on his screen, he felt a mix of surprise and a warmth he'd thought he'd buried. "Should I...?"
Anand rolled his eyes and smirked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Yeah, go ahead and answer it. I'm sure she just can't live without talking to you." Vishnu shot him a warning look, but Anand just shrugged and continued packing. Vishnu sighed and answered the call, his heart racing. "Hello, Devika mam," he said, trying to keep his voice calm.
"Vishnu, I... I need your help," Devika's voice came through the line, shaky and tense. "It's... it's about Cheran." Vishnu's grip tightened on the phone. Cheran? The name sent a chill down his spine. "What about him?" he asked, his voice cold. Anand looked up, noticing the change in Vishnu's demeanor. "What's wrong?" he mouthed silently, He's... he's threatened me, Vishnu," Devika admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "He said he'll expose... everything, unless I... unless I..." She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. Vishnu's face darkened, anger flashing in his eyes. "Unless you what?" he growled. Anand watched, concerned, as Vishnu's expression grew stormier. "Devika Mam, tell me,"
Devika continues ..."Unless I drop the case against him," Devika finished, her voice breaking. "He knows, Vishnu. He knows about us, about... everything." She started to cry, her sobs echoing through the phone. Vishnu's heart ached at the sound. "Devika Mam, please don't cry," he said softly, his anger temporarily forgotten. "I'm coming over, alright? I'll be there soon."
Devika says "No, Vishnu, you don't understand..." Devika sniffled, trying to regain her composure. "He said he'll hurt you if I don't drop the case. He knows about your involvement..." Her voice trailed off, but the threat hung heavy in the air. Vishnu's jaw set firmly. "I don't care about the risk," he said, determination in his voice. "I'm coming over."
Vishnu and Anand reached Devika's house in record time, the usually bustling streets whizzing by in a blur. Devika opened the door, her eyes red and swollen from crying. She led them to the living room, her shoulders slumped in defeat. "He's blackmailing me, Vishnu," she started, her voice hoarse. "He has evidence... photos, messages..." She broke down again, burying her face in her hands.
Vishnu's mind raced back to that night, to Ramu's leering face and grasping hands. Had they taken photos then? His stomach turned at the thought. But looking at Devika's distress, he knew he had to be strong. He walked over to her, gently priing her hands away from her face. "Devika Mam, look at me," he said softly. She raised her tear-stained eyes to his. "We'll figure this out,".
Vishnu pulled out his phone, dialing his father's number. "Appa," he said, cutting straight to the chase. "I need your help. It's about Devika Mam..." He explained the situation briefly, his father listening in silence. When Vishnu finished, there was a pause before his father spoke. "Alright, here's what we'll do..." He outlined a plan, his voice calm and collected.
Vishnu returned to Devika's, his face bearing a solemn expression. Devika looked up at him, concern etched on her face. "What did your father say?" she asked. Vishnu sat down beside her, his eyes meeting hers. "We have a plan," he said, his voice serious. "But I need you to trust me, completely." Devika nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "I trust you, Vishnu." Spill out the plan, so Vishnu continued, "The plan is to get you out of the country, Devika Mam. My father has arranged a flight ticket for you to Australia. He has a contact there who can offer you a job at a reputed college." Devika stared at him, shock written all over her face. "Australia? But... my husband, my job..." Vishnu anticipated her concerns. "Venki can join you later, on a spouse visa."
Devika's mind raced, her heart clenching at the thought of leaving everything behind. "But what about Venki now? He can't just leave his job..." She paced, wringing her hands. "And what about our home? Our life here?" Vishnu watched her, understanding her turmoil. "I know it's not easy, Devika Mam," he said softly. "But it's the only way. Cheran won't stop." Devika paused, her eyes filling with tears. She thought of Venki, his love and support. She thought of their child, innocent and unaware of the danger looming. She took a deep breath, steeling herself. "Alright," she whispered. "I'll go. For Venki, for our child." She looked at Vishnu, gratitude shining in her eyes. "Thank you, Vishnu. "I don't know how I can repay you, or your father. I was so blind to think that law will work for me...Cheran is powerful and I was naive." Tears spilled over, rolling down her cheeks. Vishnu pulled her into a hug. "You're not naive, Devika Mam. You're strong. Stronger than you think. You're doing what's necessary to protect your family." He pulled back, wiping her tears gently. Devika sniffled, pulling herself together. "Thank you, Vishnu," she said, her voice thick with emotion. Vishnu smiled at her, his eyes warm. "Stop thanking me, Devika Mam. Just pack your things. We leave for the airport in a few hours." He turned to leave the room, then paused. "And Devika..." he said, looking back at her. "This is nothing compared to what you've given me."( Sarcastically) Devika felt a flush rise to her cheeks as she looked at Vishnu. She thought back to their conversations, their moments together. She wondered if he meant something more than just his help and protection. "V-Vishnu, what do you mean?" she stammered, her heart pounding in her chest. Vishnu hesitated, his gaze holding hers. "Never mind," he said finally, turning away. "Just pack your things, Devika Mam."
With hesitation..she ask "Vishnu please explain me Devika demands, if their is any bad intentions then i shall not come with you, i already explained that our relationship was short term and I gave what you need, so now on I have to move on as i have my family and you need to concentrate on your studies too Vishnu , i can't cheat Venki, I hope you understand, she wiped her tears that were rolling down. Vishnu's face shuttered, his expression becoming unreadable. He turned back to face Devika, his voice steady. "Devika Mam, please don't read more into my words. I assure you, I have no hidden intentions. I only meant that your support and guidance meant a lot to me, academically." He paused, his voice softening. "I know our relationship was... brief and I respect that you need to move on. I promise, all I want is to ensure your safety, so you can return to Venki and your child." He took a step closer, his eyes filled with sincerity. "Please, Devika Mam. Don't cry. I would never do anything to hurt you. I owe you too much." Devika looked at him, her breath hitching. She wanted to believe him but her face was not giving that confidence, and Vishnu gently reached out and wiped away her tears with his thumb. "Devika, listen to me," he said softly. "There are no bad intentions. I swear it on my life. All I want is to ensure your safety, so you can return to Venki and your child without worrying about anything else." He paused, his expression sincere. "I know our relationship was short-term, and you've made it clear you need to move on." Devika's tears subsided, and a small smile played on her lips. She nodded, giving Vishnu a tiny nod of acceptance. "Okay, Vishnu. I trust you. But we need to be careful, alright?" She wiped her nose with her sleeve, looking up at him with a hint of happiness. "And... we should meet at the airport, okay? I don't want anyone to see us together again." Vishnu's heart swelled with relief as he saw the smile on Devika's face. He nodded eagerly, his mind already racing with plans. "Airport it is, then. I'll make sure to be there early, so we can leave without drawing attention." He paused, looking at her intently. "Devika, promise me you'll be careful until then. And... please don't worry about anything. I've got this."
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