After dinner, Mukul went upstairs, tired but happy. The warm laughter of his family still echoed through the mansion. He took a quick shower, letting the warm water wash away the fatigue of the day. When he stepped out, drying his hair, he saw Ishita waiting near his door with a mischievous smile.
"Mukul," she said cheerfully, "come with me for a moment."
She gently grabbed his hand and led him down the hallway to another large room. When Mukul entered, his eyes widened—eight neatly arranged beds stood side by side, all soft and colourfully decorated. Ishita smiled as she watched Mukul's expression.
"This is our shared room," she said softly. "When we were little, all eight of us used to sleep together here. We never stopped. Even after you were gone… we kept your space ready."
For a moment, Mukul stood frozen. A wave of emotion hit him—warmth, nostalgia, and a little sadness. His eyes softened as he whispered, "You really never forgot me…"
"Never," Ishita said, hugging him lightly. "Now that you're back, it finally feels complete again."
After a while, Ishita picked up a small envelope from the table and handed it to Mukul. "Here," she said with a grin. "These are for tomorrow."
Mukul opened it and found two VIP passes inside. At the same time, she gave one pass each to Shreya and Sanya, who had just entered the room.
"Wait," Mukul said, blinking. "Why did you give me two passes but only one to Shreya and Sanya di?"
Ishita's lips curved into a teasing smile. "Because the other one is for your future girlfriend," she said with a wink. "Elina, right? Don't pretend you don't know who I'm talking about. Sanya already told all of us about her and even showed your future bhabhi's picture to everyone!"
Mukul's eyes went wide, his face turning red. "Wha—! Ishita di!"
Shreya joined in, laughing softly. "Oh yes, Mukul. I've seen her too. She's cute, you have good taste."
Sanya giggled. "She's even prettier in person. He gets all shy when she's around."
Mukul buried his face in his hands. "You all are impossible…"
The next morning, Mukul went to IIT Global Academy as usual. Between his lectures, he met Elina near the library. She looked radiant under the sunlight, her hair tied back neatly, her eyes bright with curiosity.
"Elina," Mukul said with a gentle smile, "are you free tomorrow evening?"
"Maybe," she said cautiously, adjusting her bag. "Why?"
"I have an extra VIP pass for the official album launch of Ishita Desai," he replied calmly. "Would you like to come?"
The moment the name Ishita Desai left his lips, Elina froze. Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait—Ishita Desai?! The singer, dancer, and actress?!"
Mukul nodded. "Yes, her new album release show."
Elina's hands shot to her mouth, and before she could stop herself, she hugged Mukul tightly. "Oh my God, yes! Yes! I'm her biggest fan!"
Realising what she'd just done, she quickly pulled away, her cheeks turning crimson. "I'm sorry! I got too excited."
Mukul smiled gently, amused. "It's okay. I'll pick you up in the evening. Be ready."
That evening, Mukul returned home in a cheerful mood. Seeing his happy face, Shreya asked, "So, what's making our little brother so happy?"
Mukul grinned. "Elina's coming to Ishita di's album launch!"
Both sisters shared a mischievous glance, already planning to tease him later.
When the time came, Mukul dressed in a black formal jacket and a white shirt. He borrowed Shreya's Porsche Cayenne Turbo GT, a sleek five-seater luxury SUV with golden rims, premium leather interiors, and a twin-turbo V8 engine that purred like a beast. The car's elegant design and smooth speed suited Mukul perfectly.
Shreya and Sanya joined him in the car, looking stunning in elegant evening dresses. As they drove through the city lights toward Elina's house, Mukul couldn't help but smile at how peaceful yet lively the moment felt.
When they arrived, Elina stepped out of her home wearing a soft blue dress, her hair flowing in gentle curls. But the moment she saw who was sitting in the car, she froze.
Her eyes widened in disbelief. "S–Sanya Desai?! And… Shreya Desai?! The CEO of Desai Group?!"
Shreya smiled warmly and said, "Hello, Elina. It's nice to meet you."
Elina's hands trembled slightly; she bowed respectfully. "I–I can't believe this… You both are my idols! I follow your medical work and business talks all the time!"
Sanya laughed gently. "You're too sweet. Mukul talks a lot about you."
"H-he does?" Elina's face turned even redder.
Shreya smirked. "Of course he does. You've left quite an impression on him."
Before Elina could respond, Sanya added teasingly, "By the way, Shreya is Mukul's third sister."
Elina's jaw dropped. "Wait… both of you are his sisters?! The Shreya Desai and Sanya Desai?! No way!"
Her mind was spinning. Two of her idols—her ultimate inspirations—were Mukul's sisters. She looked at Mukul, speechless, her heart racing.
Mukul just gave a small, helpless smile. "Surprise…"
The car filled with laughter as they drove toward the album launch. Both Shreya and Sanya couldn't resist teasing Mukul the whole way—about Elina's blush, her excitement, and how red Mukul's ears had turned.
By the time they reached the grand venue, the city lights reflected off the sleek Porsche, and flashes from cameras filled the street. Music echoed from inside the hall. Ishita's name glittered in gold above the entrance.
Elina looked at the glowing stage with awe, whispering, "I can't believe I'm really here."
Mukul smiled at her excitement, silently happy that she was by his side for this special night.
And for the first time, all threads of his two lives—family, love, and destiny—began to weave together under the same shining sky.