Was Soo Happy Seeing Y'll This Mad & Crazy For The Last Chapter!
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I Don't Know If This Chapter is Matching Last One's Or Not.
Btw Emotional Haiii...
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Shweta Entered The Villa & She Ran Upstairs.
"Vansh.." She Entered Vansh's Room. Vansh Was On The Study Table, His Eyes Barely On The Notebook.
"Mumma..." Vansh Just Whispered.
Shweta Went To Him & Hugged Him From Back. "What Happened?" She Asked, Running Hand Over Vansh's Hairs
Vansh Just Shaked His Head. Clearly Not In Any State To Tell Anything Happened With Him.
"Papa Ne Mara?" Shweta Asked With Hope That Got Crushed.
Vansh Just Nodded Hesitated.
"Vansh Listen. You Are My Life." Shweta Explained.
"I Know." Vansh Whispered.
"Better You Know. I Love You always."
"And Papa Bhi Tumse Kafi Pyaar Karte Hai. He Just Doens't Know How To Express. Hmm?"
"I'm Very Sorry. Unki Ki Taraf Se."
"Mumma Unhoney Mara I don't Care. Bade Papa Promised Me?"
Shweta Felt Her Tongue Tied.
"Is it's Paining?" She Asked. Vansh Shaked His Head In A No.
They weren't hurting In Her Mother's Arms.
Shweta Kissed Vansh's Hair. She Coaxed Him For Then Next Minutes
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Shweta Closed Her Eyes. She Was Outside The Room.
Enough's Enough.
Shweta Barged Into The Gym. She knows Raj Must Be Here Only.
Raj Spended The Whole Last Three Hours Punching The Punching Bag, Without Any Gloves. His Knuckles All Red & Bruised.
Raj Looked Up From The Floor. He Was Sitting On The Couch Placed Near The Wall.
Raj Stood Up Suddenly, Surprised. Shweta, Furious, Stormed Toward Him.
Her Eyes Were Bloodshot With Rage, Her Deep Kajal Smudged, Giving Her The Look Of A Storm Ready To destroy.
"I real—" Raj Began Explaining, But Before He Could finish, Shweta Slapped Him—hard.
The Sound Echoed Through The Gym Like A Gunshot.
Fuck. She Actually Slapped Him
Raj's Face Turned To The Side From The Force Of It.
"Shweta?" he said, Stunned, Placing A Hand Over His Burning Cheek.
The slap still rang in his ears.
"Tumhare Andar Dimag hai, Raj?!" She Yelled, Eyes Narrowed In Pure Rage, Jabbing Her Finger At His Temple.
"Dimag Chhodo—do You Even Have A Heart? Dil Hai At least?! He’s fourteen! He’s Not Your Punching bag, Raj! Jab Bhi Gussa Aaya, Nikaal Diya Uske upar?"
Her voice trembled with fury. A mothers Fury.
She kept Quiet For A Long, but Not Now.
"He’s Your Son, for God’s sake! Itni toh Tumhare Andar Feelings Hongi?" She Shouted Louder, voice cracking.
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𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐬
Non-Fiction{ 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐬 } ~Slow Updates~ ~Typically It's Not Abuse, Please No Curses To Any Character In The Story~ • Strict Dad • Sweet Mom • Discipline The Hard Rule Of The Shah Family Vansh Raj Shah, The Soft Sole's Life.
