As the silence between them stretched, Aashna felt like she was drowning in Vansh's piercing gaze. She tried to break free, but her eyes seemed to be locked onto his, unable to look away. The air around them vibrated with tension, and Aashna's heart pounded in her chest like a drum. 

Vansh's eyes seemed to bore into her soul, searching for something, but Aashna had no idea what. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and yet, at the same time, she felt an inexplicable pull towards him. It was as if Vansh's gaze had awakened a part of her that she never knew existed.

 Veer's voice broke the spell, his words shattering the silence like a dropped glass. "Vansh, maybe you should..." But Vansh didn't seem to hear him. He was too busy staring at Aashna, his eyes burning with an intensity that made her feel like she was the only person in the world.

Aashna's heart skipped a beat as Vansh's gaze seemed to pierce through her very soul. She felt like she was drowning in the depths of his eyes, unable to look away or break free from the spell that had been cast over her. The air around them seemed to vibrate with tension, and Aashna could feel the weight of Vansh's emotions bearing down on her.

Veer's voice trailed off, and he watched in fascination as Vansh and Aashna seemed to become lost in their own little world. It was as if time itself had stood still, and all that existed was the two of them, suspended in a sea of unspoken emotions.

Aashna's face felt like it was on fire, and she could feel her pulse racing in her veins. She tried to take a step back, to break the spell that had been cast over her, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot. Vansh's eyes seemed to be holding her captive, drawing her in with an otherworldly pull.

Vansh's gaze never wavered, his eyes burning with an intensity that made Aashna feel like she was being consumed by flames. She felt like she was melting under his gaze, her defenses crumbling, her heart pounding in her chest.

Suddenly, Vansh took a step closer to her, his movements fluid and deliberate. Aashna's heart skipped a beat as he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair out of her face. His touch sent shivers down her spine, and she felt like she was drowning in the depths of his eyes.

"Sweetheart!"

Aashna's heart skipped a beat as Vansh's words washed over her, the endearment "sweetheart" sending a flutter through her chest. It had been months since they'd last been close, and the way Vansh said it now, with such tenderness and intimacy, made her feel like no time had passed at all. 

 She felt a rush of emotions as she met Vansh's gaze, her eyes locking onto his. The air around them seemed to vibrate with tension, and Aashna could feel the weight of Vansh's emotions bearing down on her.For a moment, they just stared at each other, the only sound the heavy breathing between them. 

Aashna's heart was racing, her pulse pounding in her veins. She felt like she was drowning in Vansh's eyes, unable to look away or break free from the spell that had been cast over her."Why are you running away from me, sweetheart?" Vansh repeated, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down Aashna's spine. 

Aashna's lips parted, but no words came out. She was frozen in place, her heart racing with a mix of emotions. Vansh's eyes seemed to be burning with an inner fire, and she felt like she was being consumed by their intensity.Vansh took a step closer to her, his movements fluid and deliberate.

 Aashna's heart skipped a beat as he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair out of her face. His touch sent shivers down her spine, and she felt like she was melting under his gaze."You're not going anywhere, sweetheart," Vansh whispered, his breath sending tremors down her spine. 

"You're going to stay right here with me, where you belong."Aashna's eyes widened as Vansh's words washed over her. She felt like she was trapped in a dream, with no escape from the intensity of Vansh's emotions. She knew she should push him away, tell him to stop, but her body seemed to have a mind of its own. She was drawn to him, helpless to resist the pull of his gaze.

Aashna's heart skipped a beat as Vansh's warm breath caressed her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She felt a rush of emotions as she processed his words, her mind reeling with the implications.

Vansh's eyes locked onto hers, burning with an intensity that made her feel like she was drowning in their depths. "You're Riddhima," he whispered again, his voice filled with conviction.

Aashna's lips parted, but no words came out. She was frozen in place, her heart pounding in her chest. Vansh's words had awakened something deep within her, something she couldn't quite explain.

Suddenly, Vansh's lips brushed against her ear, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. "I know it's you, Riddhima," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. "I can feel it in my bones."

"leave veer, i need to talk with Doctor." vansh said dangerously.

Veer's eyes widened slightly as he took in Vansh's menacing tone. He knew better than to cross Vansh when he was in one of his moods. Without a word, Veer turned and quickly exited the room, leaving Vansh alone with Aashna.

As soon as Veer was gone, Vansh's gaze snapped back to Aashna, his eyes blazing with intensity. "So, sweetheart," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I think it's time we had a little chat. Don't you?" 

Aashna's heart was racing as she met Vansh's gaze. She knew she was in trouble, but she was determined to keep her cool. "What do you want to talk about, Vansh?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

Vansh's smile was cold and calculating. "Oh, I think you know exactly what I want to talk about, Doctor," he said, his eyes glinting with menace. "I want to talk about your little secret. The one you've been keeping from me all this time."

Aashna's heart skipped a beat as Vansh's fingers intertwined with hers, his thumb gently caressing her hand. The touch sent shivers down her spine, and she felt a rush of emotions as she met Vansh's gaze.

His eyes were burning with intensity, but there was something else there too, something that looked almost like...tenderness. Aashna's heart fluttered in her chest as she processed the emotion, her mind reeling with the implications.

Vansh's thumb continued to caress her hand, the touch sending waves of sensation through her body. Aashna felt like she was melting into his touch, like she was becoming one with him.

"Ahana is your wife, Vansh," Aashna said, her voice trembling with emotion. "You're the one who announced her as your wife in front of me, as an act of revenge. You punished me for a mistake I never made, Vansh. How could you do that to me?"

Vansh's face contorted in anguish as he listened to Aashna's words. He felt like he had been punched in the gut, his breath knocked out of him. He stumbled backward, his eyes wide with shock and regret.

"The Riddhima you once knew ceased to exist the moment you declared another woman as your wife. The person standing before you now is Aashna, a shadow of the woman you once loved."

As soon as the words "I hate you, Vansh Raisinghania. I hate you" left Riddhima's lips, Vansh's face contorted with a mix of pain and desperation. But in a swift, unexpected movement, he grasped Riddhima's face between his hands and crushed his lips to hers.

The kiss was fierce, passionate, and all-consuming, as if Vansh was trying to devour Riddhima whole. Riddhima's eyes widened in shock, but as the kiss deepened, she felt her resistance melting away, replaced by a spark of desire that she couldn't ignore.

As the kiss intensified, Riddhima's hands instinctively rose to Vansh's chest, her fingers curling into fists as if she was trying to push him away. But instead of pushing him away, she found herself clinging to him, her body arching into his as if seeking more of his touch.

Vansh's hands roamed over her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her face, her neck, her shoulders. His lips devoured hers, his tongue tangling with hers in a dance of desire and passion.

Riddhima felt like she was drowning in the depths of Vansh's eyes, like she was being pulled under by a riptide of emotions she couldn't control. She felt like she was losing herself in him, like she was becoming one with him.

As the kiss deepened, Riddhima's mind went blank, her thoughts consumed by the sensation of Vansh's lips on hers, his hands on her body. She felt like she was home, like she was exactly where she was meant to be.

As Riddhima's gaze locked onto Vansh's, she felt a rush of memories flood her mind. She remembered the night they spent together in Manali, the way Vansh's touch had made her feel alive, the way she had given herself to him completely.

But those memories were quickly overshadowed by the pain and betrayal that followed. She remembered how Vansh had vanished the next morning, only to reappear and announce Ahana his wife. She remembered the way he had used her, manipulated her, and discarded her like trash. 

Riddhima's eyes narrowed, her heart hardening against Vansh's charms. She took a step back, her voice cold and detached. "You think a kiss can erase everything, Vansh? You think you can just waltz back into my life and expect me to forgive you?"

Vansh's face fell, his eyes filling with a deep sadness. He took a step forward, his hands reaching out to her. "Riddhima, please..." he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion.But Riddhima was unmoved. She turned her back on him, her voice firm. "I don't want your apologies, Vansh. I don't want your kisses. I just want you to leave me alone."

"Then why did you return that night, Riddhima?" Vansh demanded, his voice laced with anguish. "Why did you  touch me, kiss me...why did you give yourself to me, only to vanish without a word?" 

 Riddhima's eyes flashed with fury as she spat out her response. "Because I wanted you to feel the same emptiness, the same shame and humiliation that you inflicted on me!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the air. "I wanted to show you what it's like to be used and discarded like a disposable toy!"

Vansh's face contorted in anguish as he realized the truth. He had been so blinded by his own desires and guilt that he had never stopped to think about how Riddhima had felt that night.

He took a step forward, his hands reaching out to her. "Riddhima, I...I'm so sorry. I was wrong to use you like that. I was wrong to hurt you."But Riddhima was unmoved. She shook her head, her eyes cold and hard. 

"Sorry isn't enough, Vansh. You can't just apologize and expect everything to be okay. You need to understand that what you did was not okay, and that it's going to take a lot more than just sorry to make things right."