Khanna mansion, living room, 9 pm
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both the families, Khanna and Khurana, were sitting in the living room; everyone in their own thoughts but aware of the tension between the two hot-headed members of their family. the tension in the room was suffocating and obnoxious. The silence in the room was so thick and could be cut with a knife.
Abhimaan was glaring at Vihaan and continuously giving him a murderous look. if the look could kill, vihaan would have been six feet under the ground by now. on the contrary, Vihaan was sitting there cooly while enjoying his favourite cup of coffee.
"It's all because of you, dammit. she is hating me now and wants to marry that jerk"Abhimaan roared, his voice blazed like a clap of thunder in a storm. everyone looks shocked at his outburst and rooted in
