"I miss my babies" The older woman sniffed and Janani tried her best to console her

weeping mother and deeply troubled father as the three of them were on a video call.

Her adoptive parents have returned back after their two week vacation to an empty home.

Janani hadn't informed them about her trip to Mumbai as she didn't want to spoil their much

needed vacation. Because she knew very well, if informed about the happenings in her life,

they would have cut short their vacation and rushed back home.

Janani couldn't let her parents do that. Not after what they went through after her twin made

a mess in their orderly life.

"Maa, Advi is Armaan's son and the poor guy has been searching for him for months" Janani

pointed out.

Janani was feeling sick with shame. Never had she lied to her parents before. Not about

something important.

They would be horrified if they knew she was pret

Janani paced across her room in agitation .

What had come over her?

Did she seriously kiss the man?

Albeit, it was an innocent one. After seeing the sadness in his eyes when they were in the

park, she had felt something for him.

Who would kiss someone just because they felt sorry?

She is an idiot. A complete idiot.

And who did she kiss? The Armaan Verma out of all the people.

And what would he be thinking now??

Definitely he would have concluded that she is on her way to seduce him.

She groaned at her own stupidity.

She walked into the washroom and splashed cold water onto her face.

It might bring her to sanity.

Because she is definitely out of her mind.

Why else would she kiss Armaan Verma out of all the people?

She dried her face with a fresh towel and looked into the mirror only to gasp.

There, Armaan Verma is standing leaning against the wall staring straight into her

After they reached home, Janani had him assemble the swings in the kitchen for the time

being.

As she pointed out, it's an easily portable device and could be hung wherever you want.

At the moment she wanted him to hang it in the kitchen.

While he and Aadesh were setting the swings, he saw Janani feeding the children who were

happily sitting on their new high chairs.

She had placed what seems to be their favourite plates in front of them.

Because, like Advi, Ava too has her own favourite plates and cups from today onwards.

"Advi, don't squash your bananas" Janani chided softly, cleaning the squishy mushy banana

piece from Advi's chubby little fists and started feeding him instead.

They had the swings together by the time she was done feeding. And then cleaning up the

kids, she slid both of them inside making sure to fasten the safety belts.

They have set the swings in such a 

"I miss my babies" The older woman sniffed and Janani tried her best to console her

weeping mother and deeply troubled father as the three of them were on a video call.

Her adoptive parents have returned back after their two week vacation to an empty home.

Janani hadn't informed them about her trip to Mumbai as she didn't want to spoil their much

needed vacation. Because she knew very well, if informed about the happenings in her life,

they would have cut short their vacation and rushed back home.

Janani couldn't let her parents do that. Not after what they went through after her twin made

a mess in their orderly life.

"Maa, Advi is Armaan's son and the poor guy has been searching for him for months" Janani

pointed out.

Janani was feeling sick with shame. Never had she lied to her parents before. Not about

something important.

They would be horrified if they knew she was pretending to be her dead sister and faking

being Advi's mother.

Nothing she says in her defense will 

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