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Note : forest and nono are Ridhima's name so don't be confused

6 Months Ago…

India

The Rai Singhania mansion is decorated exquisitely. Its beauty is simply magnificent—something words can never truly capture. Every antique, every detail screams luxury, power, and old money. The entire aura of the mansion reflects the legacy of the Rai Singhania name.

After ten long years, their princess is finally coming home.

Ishani Rai Singhania — the best doctor and surgeon, known not just for her brilliance, but also for her elegance and a signature arrogance. She’s truly beauty with brains.

Ishani loves her family more than anything… but there’s someone she loves even more—her soul-sister, her baby, her darling, her Nono. Her Forest.

Her Nono means the world to her. Why? Because she’s the one who held Ishani through her darkest times—without asking for anything in return. Nono is special, even if she rarely speaks or shows emotion openly. Whenever Ishani’s in trouble, Nono becomes her shield, her silent protector—the one who would destroy anything and anyone that dared to hurt her.

Ishani loves her Nono like crazy. She tells her everything—even if she accidentally bumps into a table, she’ll call her and receive both a light scolding and a concerned check-up. That’s how protective and possessive Nono is. Her world consists of just a few: Ishani, her brother, and someone she calls Grey. Ishani doesn’t know who—or what—Grey is yet, but she trusts her Nono and never forces her to explain. She knows Nono will reveal it when the time is right.

Inside the Rai Singhania mansion, there is chaos.

Aarohi Ajay Rai Singhania is bustling around, making sure everything is perfect for her daughter.

Aarohi: “Change this! The decorations should be only in roses and tulips—every color of them! Ishani specifically told me the decor must include tulips. Everything has to be perfect!”

Ajay Rai Singhania is a perfectionist. A perfect husband, a perfect father—protective and deeply possessive of his family. They are his everything. Especially his princess.

He hands Aarohi a glass of water.

Ajay: “Darling, relax. Everything will be perfect.”

Aarohi: “You know your princess, honey. And she’s bringing her friend. I don’t know who this girl is or what she’s like, but Ishani’s obsessed with her. Every time we talk, it’s all ‘Nono this, Nono that.’ ‘Nono won’t like it,’ ‘Nono will take care of it,’ ‘Nono said no,’ and on and on. Honestly…” (she sighs)

Ajay (grinning): “I smell jealousy, darling.”

Aarohi: “Well, I am jealous! I haven’t seen my baby in ten years, and now she’s coming only because Nono agreed to it. If she hadn’t, she wouldn’t have come at all - to her own home! Just wait, you’ll be more jealous than I am.”

Ajay: “I know… but for the past ten years, Nono has done what we should have done. She is Ishani’s family now. And yes, I will be jealous. But I know how to hide it. You, my fiery wife, don’t. I don’t want anything to come between you and Ishani.”

Aarohi (sighs): “I understand, honey. I won’t say anything I shouldn't.”

Ajay smiles and kisses her forehead.

Ajay: “Did you call your arrogant son, darling?”

Aarohi: “Don’t call my son arrogant! And yes, I talked to him. He’s at home.”

A few hours later, the mansion looks like it’s been prepped for a royal wedding.

From the grand staircase, a man walks down—handsome like a Greek god. Six feet tall, sharp jawline, grey eyes, fair skin, dressed in a sleek black suit with an expensive watch—Vansh Rai Singhania.

Vansh: “Don’t you think you’ve overdone the decorations, Mumma?”

Aarohi: “Not at all. It’s perfect. We’re the Rai Singhanias—we have money. People should know my princess is coming home.”

Vansh (chuckling): “As you wish.”

He turns to Ajay. “Dad, I need to talk to you.”

Aarohi nods and leaves. Ajay and Vansh move to the side balcony.

Vansh: “I heard Forest is coming to India.”

Ajay: “I know. We need to be extremely careful not to offend her.”

Vansh nods.

Ajay: “Did you find Ridhima?”

Vansh: “We’re still searching, but nothing useful has turned up yet.”

He pauses, then adds:

“I’m thinking… we should ask Forest for help.”

Ajay tenses.

Ajay: “Why would she help us? Vansh, she’s dangerous. And she doesn’t do favors.”

Vansh: “She’s our last hope to find Ridhima. I’m willing to take the risk.”

Ajay: “Then I’m with you. But be careful.”

Vansh nods silently .

After some time, everyone was waiting for their princess in front of the mansion.

Two beautiful and luxurious black cars stopped side by side in front of them. Then, she stepped out — Ishani Rai Singhania.

Everyone noticed that Ishani wasn’t coming towards them. She stood beside the car, almost like she was waiting for someone. Then, another person stepped out — wearing a black hoodie and a black mask. Ishani was also dressed entirely in black, as if they were twinning.

Ishani ☝️

Forest ☝️

Aarohi sighed, seeing her baby still obsessed with black even after all these years. Some things never change.

Ishani started walking forward with her friend, and Aarohi came forward with the aarti plate.

Seeing the fire, Forest immediately stepped back behind Ishani. Her movements were slow and steady, almost undetectable to others, but Ishani knew better. Without wasting a second, Ishani slapped the aarti plate away, making everyone around gasp in shock.

Aarohi shouted, "Ishani!"

But Ishani said sternly, "I told you before—no fire and no alcohol should be anywhere near the mansion."

Vansh quickly intervened, "It's okay, Ishani. Maybe Mum forgot."

Aarohi paled, remembering their conversation, but she still tried to reason, "It's important, Ishani..."

"I said no!" Ishani snapped, her voice sharp. She immediately started looking for her Nono.

Nono was silently standing by a tree, her fists clenched tightly, her gaze fixed on the garden, struggling to stay calm.

Ishani rushed over to her.

"Are you okay, Nono?" Ishani asked gently.

Nono shrugged. "Hmm. What could happen to me?" she replied indifferently, then asked, "Are we done here?"

Ishani nodded, understanding. Together, they turned back towards the cars, leaving everyone stressed and speechless.

In a stern voice, Ishani said, "I'm happy to meet you all, but now we are going home."

Ajay: "What do you mean by home, princess? This is your home."

Ishani: "I don't know, Dad. Because when I clearly mentioned that certain things — even by mistake — shouldn’t be anywhere near the mansion, inside or around us, you still did what you wanted with some silly explanation. I can’t stop you... because this is your home.

But we can't live here. That’s why we’re going to our home."

Aarohi: "Please, Ish... I’m sorry. I forgot. Please don’t go. I promise you, from now on, everything will be according to your wishes."

But Ishani was already walking back towards the car.

Forest stood there, silently rubbing her forehead with her first two fingers, looking like she was holding back a headache.

Ajay, desperate, pleaded: "Please, beta, stop her! I promise there will be no more mistakes!"

Nono sighed. Then she asked calmly, "Are the guest rooms ready?"

Ajay immediately nodded.

Without saying another word, Nono walked towards Ishani’s car.

She opened the door, looked at Ishani silently — no scolding, no emotions — then quietly picked up Ishani’s luggage and began walking back into the mansion.

Ishani sighed heavily, watching her, then followed her like a lost puppy, unable to refuse.

That's it for today I hope you all like it

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