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While Xander was about to walk out of the hospital, the receptionist called out his name. “Oh! Excuse me, sir?” Won’t be a minute.” He returned. The lady spoke, “You asked about Anuradha Malhotra’s visitors. Well, nobody came since years. But then suddenly today ... “ He intervened, “... A young woman came?” “Uh-uh. A young man came. He had a little moustache. He just walked out of that door.” As Xander rushed outside to catch Niti, he exclaimed, “This time I will not let you go, Niti. You shall be mine.” He rushed out of the door to catch the young man about whom the receptionist talked about. He was sure it was Niti though. Before he could catch her, she had gone away. He fell on his knees in the middle of the road and yelled out her name again, “Niti. Come back!” CENTRAL NU