Abhimaan's pov:
As IÂ stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my sherwani, I felt a sense of excitement and nervousness. Today was the day I would marry the love of my life, Mayura. I was getting ready to make promises to her that would last a lifetime.
Just as I was about to take a final glance at myself, the door burst open and Aaryan rushed in, his face pale and worried. "Abhi, we have a problem," he said, his voice trembling.
I turned to him, my heart skipping a beat. "What is it?" I asked, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios.
Aaryan hesitated, his eyes darting around the room before fixing on mine. "Bhabhi... bhabhi ...she's not in her room. We can't find her anywhere."
My world came crashing down around me. Mayura, my Mayura, was missing? On our wedding day? I felt like I had been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me.
I stared at Aaryan, my mind refusing to process the information. "What do you mean you can't find her?" I asked, my voice shaking with fear.
Aaryan shook his head. "We've searched the entire house, Abhi Bhai. She's nowhere to be found. Her phone is in her room . It's like she vanished into thin air."
My heart was racing, my thoughts in a state of panic. Where could Mayura be? Why would she disappear on our wedding day? I felt like my whole world was crumbling around me.
I stormed into Mayura's room, my heart racing with panic and fear. The room was empty, but my eyes scanned every corner, hoping to find some trace of her. And then, my gaze fell on the empty clothes rack, where her wedding dress was supposed to be. It was gone. She had worn it.
My mind was reeling with thoughts of where she could be, and why she would leave without a word. And then, my foot touched something metallic on the floor. I looked down to see one of the anklets I had given her, the one with the little bell that jingled when she walked. It was lying there, alone, as if she had deliberately left it behind.
My anger and worry boiled over, and I barked orders at the guards to bring me the CCTV footage immediately. I needed to know what had happened, and where she had gone. I was beyond angry, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios.
How could she do this to me? On our wedding day, of all days? I felt betrayed, hurt, and angry all at once. I needed answers, and I needed them now.
I sat in front of the CCTV monitor, my heart racing with anticipation and worry. The footage showed Mayura leaving her room, dressed in her stunning bridal attire, her face gleaming with tears and worry. She looked gorgeous, but her expression was far from happy.
I felt a pang in my heart, seeing her like this. Why was she crying? What was wrong? I watched as she hurried out of the room, her eyes darting around as if she was afraid of being caught.
I rewound the footage, playing it again and again, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. She was getting ready for the wedding, but why did she leave? And where did she go?
I felt a sense of desperation creeping in. I needed to find her, to talk to her, to make sure she was okay. I couldn't just sit there, waiting for her to return. I had to take action.
I turned to Aaryan, who was standing beside me, his face filled with concern. "Handle the guests and my parents," I told him. "Mayura will be here before the wedding. I'll go find her."
Aaryan nodded, and I could see the understanding in his eyes. He knew how much jaana meant to me, and he knew I had to find her.
I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what lay ahead. I had to find my jaana , no matter what it took. I had to make sure she was safe, and that she came back to me.
My heart stopped as I watched the CCTV footage in horror. Mayura was being dragged away by masked goons, her struggles for help muffled as they threw her into the car. The vehicle sped away, leaving me with a sense of shock and dread.
I felt like I had been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. My mind raced with worst-case scenarios, my thoughts consumed by fear and anger. Who were these people? Why did Mayura go to them herself ? And where were they taking Mayura?
I knew I had to act fast, to get to her before it was too late. I sprang into action, my heart pounding in my chest. I called my security team, ordering them to trace the car and find Mayura. I barked orders at them, my voice firm and commanding.
As I waited for news, my mind raced with thoughts of Mayura, her terrified face haunting me. I couldn't lose her, not now, not ever. I had to save her, no matter what it took.
My eyes widened in shock as I watched the video on Mayura's phone. Her college friend, tied up and helpless, with a gun pointed at his head. And the voice, threatening Mayura, ordered her to leave the wedding and go to his goons. It was Deep Rathore, the man I had suspected all along.
My mind raced with anger and determination. How dare he do this? How dare he threaten the woman I loved? I felt a surge of adrenaline, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew I had to act fast, to save Mayura and her friend.
I called my security team again, ordering them to trace Deep's location. I barked orders at them, my voice firm and commanding. I would not rest until Mayura was safe, until Deep was brought to my hands .
I felt a sense of responsibility, knowing that Mayura was in this situation because of me. I had to make it right, no matter what it took. I was determined to save her, to protect her from harm. I would not let Deep Rathore win.