ABHIMANYU'S POV

Jiya has been quiet since a week.
I am having her followed by my men.

And in that week, things at home... felt different.
Every evening, Aadhya came over after her college with silly excuses .
But I knew the truth.
Dhwani needed  her around.
And the way Aadhya filled the silences in our home with laughter, mischief, and warmth—I knew she wasn't just here for Dhwani. She was here for us. For our family.

Today , I went to pick dhwani  from school who was waiting for me gloomily with a circular in her hand .

I walked to her pick her up in my arms and bobbed our noses and said " why is my little princess sad ?"

Dhwani looks at me and says " dadda, tomorrow is mother's day "

I nodded and said " uss me problem kya h , baby...?"

Dhwani mumbles " dadda, apki princess ke paas toh mumma nhi h...sab baachhee kal apni mumma ke saath aayege aur main akeli hogungi "

I shook my head and said " princes, mother's day is also about celebrating love and there are alot of  people who loves my princes.... i will ask bhabhi to attend the event with you "

She shook her head stubbornly and says " i dont want to go "

I hummed and carried her to the car and drove to her favourite waffle shop.
She squealed.
I smiled.

We entered and i ordered  her favourite waffle.
Abhimanyu : princess, you should go and enjoy...apki himani mumma bhi toh hogi aapke saath "

Dhwani :but voh meri mumma nhi h..voh rey bhaiya ki mummaa h

Abhimanyu : i know , princess but she takes care of you like her child.
Dhwani : dadda , i will go but no participation in activities 

I sighed and nodded.

We left and went to home.
I talked to bhabhi to go with dhwani for mother's day celebration and participate in activities.

> THE NEXT DAY <
I woke dhwani who was showing tantrums unlike everyday.
I made her wear a black floral dress.
I got her downstairs and made her favourite  breakfast.
I returned to see her talking happily on a videocall with aadhya.
Aadhya : ohh my god....who is this pretty baby ?...she is not my babybug .
Dhwani (giggled): its me , your babybug..dha 
Aadhya (smiles): I got to know that my babybug was upset yesterday ...batao who is going to get a good scolding from me ?

Dhwani (sadly): dha, today is mother's day celebration at my school and i dont want to go but dadda wants me to go.
Aadhya (smiles): Your dadda wants you to go to the celebration cause he doesnt want you to miss the fun .
Dhwani  nodded sadly.
Aadhya : Babybug, promise me that you will participate in all activities with himani bhabhi and tell me later about it  and we will do baking again..this time we bake bonesss.
Dhwani nodded and says ecitedly " i promise, dha  and we bake bones and cupcakes toooo"

Aadhya smiles and nodded.
I intervened and said " dhwani , now lets have your breakfast..talk to your dha , later"

She nodded and said goodbye to aadhya and hang up.
I fed her and then dropped her to the school.
I went to my office after dropping her because i have an important meeting.

AADHYA'SPOV

I am standing infront of dhwani's schoolgates.
I took a deep breath and entered her school wearing the same dress as dhwani.

I went to auditorium where the event was going on.
Dhwani saw and run towards me and i pick her up in my arms and twirled her making her giggled.

Himani bhabhi look at us and smiled.
A teacher came and ask me " Who are you ?"

Before i could say something,  Dhwani replied happily " she is my mumma"

The teacher nodded and went away.
I look at dhwani.
Dhwani : you are my mumma , dha...just for today , please
She also added her puppy eyes and that cute little pout.
I nodded and said " okay, babybug"

Then the teacher called all mother daughter duo on the stage for a ramp walk.
Dhwani held my hand and walked on the stage.
We did the rampwalk and dhwani was smiling.

The next activity was a dance performance.
Dhwani and I performed an  impromptu performance on " NAACH MERI JAAN "

Throughout the event , Dhwani was happy..smiling ...laughing and proudly showing me off as her mother .

ABHIMANYU'SPOV

After three continous meeting, i switched on  my phone and it began to buzz with numerous notifications.
I unlocked my phone  and i froze.
Headlines blared across every site:

"Aadhya Rathore attends Mother's Day as Dhwani's mom—Secret Wedding with Abhimanyu Bedi ?"

"Hastag -#ABHIkiAADHYA  #NEWPOWERCOUPLE #PRINCESSandHERPRINCE are trending all over the world"

There was a video clip.
I clicked on it and saw Dhwani smiling and proudly showing Aadhya as her mother and how they won the ' BEST DANCING BUDDIES' award.

And Aadhya ? she was looking at her as if her world began and ended with her smile.

I didnt knew whether to smile as my princess was finally laughing and smiling or i should be mad at them to pull up this stunt even knowing how it can create a havoc.

I saw another video clip.
Jiya .
She was playing the victim card as her crocodile tears falls down her eyes.

"My daughter~ Dhwani ... taken from me. And now used as a publicity stunt? Abhimanyu Bedi  was never a fit father. Everyone knows his playboy lifestyle before he had put on the perfect father figure image for dhwani "

I fisted my hands at her words.
She smirked at the cameras and added,
"And Aadhya Rathore? Please. She's young, wild, and careless. This is just another thrill for her. But what about Dhwani? My blood, my child? Do they think they can erase me?"

I slammed my phone on my desk .
Rage boiled in me, but beneath it—fear.
 She wasn't just attacking me anymore.
She was aiming straight at Aadhya.
At us.

By the time I reached Dhwani's school, chaos had already broken out.
Cameras flashed. Reporters swarmed. Parents whispered.

And then I saw them.

Aadhya, standing tall, shielding Dhwani with her body, one arm holding her close, the other raised like a shield against the cameras. Her eyes blazed fire, her lips curled in a fearless snarl.

" Stay away from her.", she snapped at a reporter who was leaning too close to take a pic of dhwani.

And my princess , she just clutched aadhya's dress, tightly and whispered something i couldnt hear.

In that moment, I knew—this wasn't an act.
This wasn't charity.
She   is Dhwani's mother.
 In every sense that mattered.

I waled forward to them .
All the mics turned to me .
" Are you dating the Rathore Princess?"
" Are Jiya claims true?"

I cut them off with a cold glare.
I look at my girls and signalled them to go to the car.
 They nodded .
I look at the media and said " I dare anyone to creat any trouble or take their pic as they go to the car ....Want some spicy news ?.. talk to me...let them go "

The media turned to me while Aadhya and princess went to the car swiftly.
Abhimanyu: Let me make one thing clear - No one gets to question my family....The truth is Jiya is my daughter's biological mother who used to abuse my princess....I took  my daughter's custody , when she was 2 years.
And about my relationship with Aadhya ?...She is just a very good friend of mine and She shares a very great relation with my daughter .
Now , if i saw anyone of you spreading any baseless rumor , i promise to shut down your media channel for forever.

The flashes exploded. The crowd erupted. But I didn't care.

Because whatever storm Jiya tried to bring this time...
We would face it together.
We were stronger than them .

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