Third Person's POV
“You Mayra, you are my daughter!” Bharti said and Mayra froze hearing Bharti's words.
“What?” Mayra asked again. She thought she heard it wrong or there’s some confusion.
Third Person's POVAs soon as Mayra entered the city, the first thing she noticed was the weather. It was pretty warm and humid here nothing like Mumbai and it just felt different. Mayra was silent all her way and she wasn’t answering Bharti too. It seemed like her mind was still waiting for a closure from Ved. &l
Third Person's POVAs soon as they walked inside, Mayra’s phone rang taking everyone’s attention.She looked at the screen and knew exactly to whom this number belonged.
Third Person's POVDays passed by and Mayra was still ignoring Ved’s calls. She was not willing to hurt Ved but she wanted to be someone now. Someone who matters. She has been learning a lot about the business from Bharti and all her time was consumed by office work. She used to overlook every decision for Bharti
Third Person's POVMayra and Bharti both came back home but as soon as they reached, Mayra saw three people waiting for them. Mayra checked the way the three were dressed in a professional attire and Mayra knew straight away they are here for some important work.“Oh Yes Mayra, Meet Mr. Bhatt, Mr. Khan, and Mr. Patel. You have to choose one as a carer for yourself.” Bharti notified and Mayra sn
Third Person's POVFor a moment, Mayra thought it to be a dream. Why would Ved come here?
Third Person's POVMayra was still silent and was not even talking to anyone. Bharti wanted to tell her about her uncle and cousin but couldn’t gather enough courage to do so. Mayra was taking meetings back to back and started investigating every work by Rakesh and Piyush. “How do you explain these shortcomi
Third Person's POVRakesh opened his eyes when the black cover was harshly pulled away from his face. His eyes took a minute to adjust to the light that was blinding his sight. After a few seconds, he was able to see the source of the blinding lights. In front of him was the headlight of the Aston Martin Rapide. To adju
Third Person's POVThe week passed by pretty quickly and the day was here. Mayra and Bharti were swamped up with preparations for the pooja and the party.“Maa, stop it, I will do it!” Mayra yelled at Bharti storming towards her to check the decorations.