Nischay Malhan, a popular YouTube personality, is forced to consider an arranged marriage by his parents. Enter Ruchika Rathore, a beautiful and intelligent doctor. As they navigate their families' expectations and their own feelings, Nischay and Ru...
Nischay's eyes locked onto Ruchika's, his mind racing with possibilities. Who was behind the sinister phone calls?
"What did they say?" Ruchika asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Nischay took a deep breath. "They said I'm getting close to the truth," he said. "But I need to be careful."
Ruchika's eyes widened. "What truth?" she asked.
Nischay shook his head. "I don't know," he said. "But I'm going to find out."
As they walked back to their office, Nischay couldn't shake off the feeling that they were being watched. He glanced around, but saw nothing out of the ordinary.
Still, the feeling persisted.
When they arrived at the office, Nischay's assistant, Neha, was waiting for them.
"Nischay, you have a package," Neha said, holding out a small box.
Nischay's eyes narrowed. "Who sent it?" he asked.
Neha shook her head. "I don't know," she said. "It was delivered anonymously."
Nischay's heart sank. What could be inside?
He opened the box, his eyes scanning the contents. Inside, he found a small note with a cryptic message:
"Look to the past to uncover the truth."
Nischay's eyes locked onto Ruchika's. "What does it mean?" he asked.
Ruchika shook her head. "I don't know," she said. "But I think we need to investigate your mother's past."
Nischay nodded. "I agree," he said. "Let's get started."
As they began to dig into Nischay's mother's past, Nischay couldn't shake off the feeling that they were getting close to something big.
But what?
And who was behind the cryptic messages?
"I think we should start by talking to your father," Ruchika said, her eyes locked onto Nischay's.
Nischay nodded. "I agree," he said. "He might know something."
As they prepared to leave, Nischay's phone rang again.
He hesitated, wondering whether to answer it.
But something told him to pick up.
"Hello?" Nischay said, his voice cautious.
There was a pause on the other end of the line. And then, a voice spoke up.
"Nischay, you're getting close," the voice said. "But be careful. You're not the only one looking for the truth."
Nischay's eyes locked onto Ruchika's. "Who is this?" he demanded.
But the line went dead.
Nischay's face twisted in anger. Who was behind these sinister phone calls?
And what did they want?
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