In the heart of Mumbai, where dreams are both made and shattered, two lives intersect in a tale of love, sacrifice, and redemption.
Shubman Gill, the charming and charismatic cricketer hailed as the most eligible bachelor, finds himself drawn to Va...
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Chapter Thirty Seven: Tum Bin Jiya Jaye Kaise?
(Translations: How can I live without you?)
On the call, Shubman's voice carried a hint of longing as he confessed, "Vaidehi, I miss you."
"Mhm, I miss you too," Vaidehi replied with a gentle smile, her tone soft and reassuring. "But hey, it's okay. Anyways, it's GT vs RCB, and we'll see each other soon."
Shubman chuckled softly. "True. But tell me, whom will you support? RCB for Virat bhai or GT for me?"
Vaidehi paused for a moment, considering her response. "Well, that's a tough one," she said with a playful lilt in her voice. "But I think I'll have to go with GT this time. After all, I can't let my favorite cricketer down, can I?"
Shubman's laughter filled the air, his heart swelling with affection for the woman who held his heart. "I knew I could count on you," he said warmly. "Thanks, Vaidehi. You're the best."
As the tension mounted before the match, Vaidehi could sense the stress radiating from her brother, Virat. His brow furrowed in concentration, he paced back and forth in the dressing room, his mind undoubtedly consumed by the pressure to lead his team to victory.
Approaching him with a gentle smile, Vaidehi laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Hey, Bhai," she said softly, using the endearing term she had always used to address him. "You've got this. I believe in you."
Virat glanced up, his eyes meeting hers with a mixture of gratitude and uncertainty. "I don't know, Vaish," he admitted, his voice tinged with doubt. "We've been struggling lately, and the pressure to perform is weighing me down."
Placing a reassuring hand on his arm, Vaidehi offered words of encouragement. "I know it's tough, Bhai, but remember why you love this game," she said, her voice filled with conviction. "You're not just playing for the win; you're playing because cricket is in your blood. And no matter what happens out there, you'll always be my favorite cricketer."
A small smile tugged at the corners of Virat's lips, gratitude shining in his eyes as he looked at his sister. "Thanks, Vaish," he said sincerely, his voice filled with emotion. "I needed to hear that."
As they shared a moment of sibling camaraderie, the weight of the match momentarily lifted from Virat's shoulders. With Vaidehi by his side, he felt a renewed sense of determination, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead on the cricket field.
And as they walked out together to watch the match unfold, they knew that no matter the outcome, their bond as brother and sister would always remain unbreakable.
