Gauri stood frozen in front of Aryan.

His words kept echoing in her mind.

“Your dad isn't your biological father.”

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Gauri: “Aryan… please. I deserve to know the truth. Who is my real father?”

Aryan remained silent for a moment.

Then he took an old envelope from his pocket and handed it to her.

Aryan: “This belongs to you.”

Gauri looked at the envelope. Her hands trembled as she opened it.

Inside were some old photographs and a hospital document.

She looked at one photograph.

A young woman was holding a baby in her arms.

Gauri's eyes widened.

Gauri: “This… this is my mother.”

Aryan nodded.

Aryan: “Yes. And the man standing beside her…”

Gauri turned the photograph around.

There was a name written on the back.

RAJIV SHARMA.

Gauri stared at the name.

Gauri: “Who is Rajiv Sharma?”

Aryan's expression became serious.

Aryan: “Gauri… Rajiv Sharma is your biological father.”

Gauri's heart sank.

Gauri: “Where is he?”

Aryan looked away.

Aryan: “He's alive.”

Gauri's eyes filled with tears again.

Gauri: “Then why did my family lie to me all these years?”

Aryan didn't answer immediately.

Aryan: “Because there was a reason they wanted you to believe your real father was someone else.”

Gauri looked at him desperately.

Gauri: “What reason?”

Aryan finally looked into her eyes.

Aryan: “Your birth wasn't the only secret they hid from you.”

Gauri's face went pale.

Gauri: “What do you mean?”

Aryan stepped closer.

Aryan: “Your parents' past is connected to my family.”

Gauri stared at him in shock.

Gauri: “Your family?”

Aryan nodded.

Aryan: “And that's why I came into your life.”

Gauri's eyes widened.

Gauri: “Aryan… were you looking for me from the beginning?”

Aryan remained silent.

His silence was answer enough.

To be continued…