Mourning Bride – Season 2

Chapter 1: After Fifteen Years

Fifteen years had quietly slipped by.

The once-stormy house that had witnessed love, betrayal, and pain now stood peaceful. Time had softened the wounds, though it had left its marks.

Mareena moved slowly through the bedroom, placing a glass of warm water beside the bed. Age had touched her gently—silver strands lined her hair, and faint wrinkles framed the strength in her face. Yet the sharpness in her eyes remained the same.

On the bed sat Abhinav, now fifty-five. The powerful businessman everyone admired outside the house was, inside these walls, simply her husband.

“Did you take your medicine?” Mareena asked softly.

Abhinav smiled, the warmth in his eyes unchanged even after decades.

“Yes, Mrs. Lawyer,” he teased. “You check on me like I’m a patient.”

“You are stubborn like one,” she replied, adjusting his pillow.

Their quiet moment was interrupted by the distant sound of an alarm clock ringing from another room.

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Across the hallway, a girl stirred in her bed.

Sunlight streamed through the curtains as she stretched lazily before sitting up. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and her eyes held the same determination as her mother’s.

This was Abhina.

The little girl who had been born amidst chaos had grown into a confident young woman.

Today was an important day—her second year of college had just begun.

She stood before the mirror, tying her hair neatly. On the table lay thick law books.

Her father had always dreamed that she would join his business empire.

But Abhina had inherited something stronger than ambition.

She had inherited Mareena’s mind.

And so she chose law.

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Downstairs, the dining table was already set.

Abhina rushed in with her bag on one shoulder.

“Good morning!” she chirped.

Abhinav looked up from the newspaper. “Late again.”

“Not late. Fashionably on time,” she replied with a grin.

Mareena shook her head, smiling despite herself.

Abhina quickly grabbed toast and juice before leaning forward to hug both of them tightly.

“Wish me luck!”

“You don’t need luck,” Mareena said calmly. “You have your brain.”

“And my charm,” Abhinav added proudly.

Laughing, Abhina grabbed her keys and rushed out of the house.

Abhina

Neither of her parents noticed the strange feeling in the air—as if fate had begun moving again.

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Miles away, inside a dimly lit room, someone stared at a photograph.

The picture showed Mareena, Abhinav, and Abhina smiling together.

The young man holding it was twenty-one, tall and sharp-featured. His eyes were cold.

Slowly, he took a pair of scissors.

Snip.

The photograph split into two.

On one side remained Mareena and Abhinav.

On the other, Abhina.

He stared at the torn pieces and laughed quietly.

“I never got my parents…” he muttered.

His voice hardened.

“So I’ll destroy the people who did.”

His cynical laughter echoed in the darkness.

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At the same time, the campus of the law college buzzed with life.

Students filled the corridors with laughter and chatter.

Abhina walked in excitedly, looking around the familiar campus.

Second year already.

Life felt full of promise.

She hurried toward the main building, her books clutched tightly.

Suddenly—

Thud.

She collided with someone and stumbled, nearly falling.

Strong hands caught her before she hit the ground.

Startled, she looked up.

The boy standing before her was tall, fair, and strikingly handsome. His sharp eyes studied her with calm amusement.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Then he smiled slightly.

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Precap

“Miss… you are beautiful.”

Inside his mind, another thought formed coldly.

She’s foolish… just like m—

He paused.

…sorry.

Just like her father.

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