Dil Ke Karib (CH 60 Early Access)

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Chapter 60 – Home at Last

The morning sun rose soft and golden, spilling warmth across the courtyard. The scent of sandalwood and marigold filled the air. Children darted between doorways, laughter rippling like music, while women arranged trays of sweets and tied bright threads of Rakhi onto thalis lined with vermilion and sandal.

It was Raksha Bandhan, the festival of love and protection—and for Nandini, it felt like a new kind of dawn.

She stood by the tulsi plant, her hands cradling the roundness of her belly, the soft cotton of her sari brushed by the breeze. The glow on her face wasn’t only from motherhood; it was from peace—the kind that comes when the past has finally made its peace with the present.

She was full term now; any moment, her world could change with a cry and a heartbeat. The anticipation and joy in her heart were palpable as she looked forward to the new chapter of her life as a mother.

Rajeev watched her from the veranda. The faint smile playing on her lips, the calm confidence in her eyes—this was the woman she had always been meant to become. His heart swelled with a quiet pride, deeper than words.

Her smile had become the air he breathed—quiet, constant, essential. He couldn't wait to see her hold their child in her arms, knowing that she was destined to be an incredible mother.

When Raghav entered the courtyard, Nandini stepped forward, holding the silver thali of Rakhi and sweets. Her fingers trembled, not from fear, as she was hesitant to approach him.

"Bhaiya…," she called as Raghav was about to pass by, her voice barely above a whisper. As he turned to face her, she looked up, her eyes filled with a mixture of hope and uncertainty. "Can I tie this Rakhi on your wrist?" She asked, her heart pounding with emotion.