"Shivaay today you proved that nothing means more to you than bloodline and surnames ..not even our love. But if you are Shivaay Singh Oberoi then I am also Anika, I am not one of those girls who just sit and cry.....I am leaving Shivaay, forever."
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Knock! Know!
"Who- Oh Meera? Why are you knocking? Come in." Shivaay said when he saw his daughter at his door. Meera smiled and walked in.
"Papa...Do do I look?" She asked with a twirl. Meera was wearing a beautiful baby blue floor length gown that had a low V shaped neckline and her hair was up in a high pony to show off her back as it was backless.
"Gorgeous...What does Anika say? Khiditod Khubsoorat!" Shivaay hugged Meera.
"Why arent you ready yet?" Meera asked looking at what Shivaay was wearing.
"Just thinking what to wear. Its a coctail party themed sangeet so ill have to wear something accordingly."
"One min." Meera walked up to Shivaay's closet and pulled out a brown suit. "Yeh peheniye."
"This? Any specific reason?" Shivaay asked.
"Papa...Just wear this and come down, you will see." Meera handed the suit to Shivaay & left the room.
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