Dil Ke Karib (Early Access Ch 47)

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Chapter 47: Whispers in the Courtyard

The courtyard lay shrouded in shadows, night thick and heavy with the scent of jasmine and damp earth. A single oil lamp flickered on the verandah, casting trembling light across the mud walls. The distant lowing of cows and the occasional bark of a village dog punctuated the stillness.

Rajeev’s hand tightened over Nandini’s as they crouched together near the doorway. The bitter trace of tobacco lingered in the air, drifting from some unseen corner, and the soft creak of a floorboard made them both flinch.

“Stay close,” he whispered, his voice barely stirring the night. “I can feel him… even without seeing him.”

Nandini nodded, her fingers clutching his sleeve. Her heart raced—not just for herself, but for Sobha. The thought of her sister-in-law alone, navigating the danger that lurked in the name of husbands like Virkant, sent a shiver down her spine. Rajeev squeezed her hand reassuringly.

A subtle movement in the corner of the courtyard caught Nandini’s eye—a shadow sliding along the edge of the bamboo fencing. Her breath hitched. “Virkant…?” she murmured.

Rajeev’s eyes narrowed. “Not him,” he said softly. “Sobha.”

Sobha emerged from the darkness, her shawl clinging to her like a second skin in the cold night air. Her steps were quiet but deliberate, carrying the calm assurance of someone who had made a choice. In her hands, she held a folded note and a small, polished key.

She slipped the note beneath the corner of the verandah mat and quietly set the key on the ledge of the courtyard well. Before anyone could react, she vanished into the shadows.

Nandini bent down, her fingers trembling as she retrieved the note. Written in Sobha’s familiar script was a single line:

“Wait for the signal. He cannot see me, but I can see everything. Trust me.”

Rajeev read it aloud, his jaw tightening. “She’s risking herself to keep Virkant in check… and to protect us all. That key… it must be for something inside the house—a tool for her plan.”

A sudden rustle of leaves made them both freeze. The scent of tobacco grew stronger, closer. Rajeev’s hand brushed Nandini’s, a silent anchor. The oil lamp flickered violently, casting shadows that danced across the walls like silent watchers.

“Whatever she’s planning,” Rajeev murmured, “we need to be ready. Sobha’s strong… but she’s not invincible.”

The lamp’s light caught a glint at the edge of the veranda—a small metallic shimmer. Nandini realized it was the key, left intentionally as a signal. Sobha was already moving ahead, setting the stage for her first step against Virkant.

Outside, a dog barked sharply. A shadow shifted near the fence. For a heartbeat, Nandini’s imagination ran wild with Virkant’s possible steps—but the darkness revealed nothing. Only whispers of movement, the faintest scrape of bamboo, and Sobha’s careful preparation.

“Breathe,” Rajeev instructed softly. “We wait. And we watch. Sobha has a plan, and so do we. The night is long, but it’s ours to endure.”

Somewhere, beyond the mud walls and bamboo fencing, a plan was taking shape. Sobha was moving in silence, weaving her weapon of revenge with patience. And the reckoning, though still hidden in shadow, was inching closer. The night is long, but it’s ours to endure. We will emerge victorious in the end.

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✨ Author’s Note ✨

Hey, my lovely readers! 💛

Can we just take a moment to breathe with Rajeev and Nandini? 😌💫 I know the night in the courtyard is tense, and I swear even I was holding my breath while writing it! 😅 The shadows, the little whispers, and… Sobha being her mysterious, strong self—yes, I see you all thinking, “Girl’s got plans, watch out, Vikrant!” 💃🔑

I know this chapter is a bit short 📖, but trust me—there’s so much happening in the book! Every moment is building, every glance and whisper matters 💕 Sometimes romance isn’t about grand gestures—it’s about trust, holding each other through the storm, and waiting for the right moment. 🌙✨ And yes… Sobha’s lurking in the shadows, weaving her little webs of revenge—can’t give everything away, now, can I? 😉

Promise me you’re keeping your hearts open for these slow-burn moments 😍 and your eyes peeled 👀 for the sparks that are about to fly. The night may be long, but I promise… the fun (and chaos 😏) is just beginning.

Drop me your thoughts below 📝💌, or just scream into the void about how much you love these characters 😍 I read every single reaction, and trust me—it makes me so happy to know you’re living this story with me!

Love,
💖Shaar Shree