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Vikram paced back and forth in his jail cell, his anger and frustration reaching a boiling point. He couldn't bear the thought of Kanak's engagement to Sagar, and the allegations against him only added fuel to the fire.

His lawyer tried to calm him down, explaining that he was doing his best to get him out on bail. But Vikram was beyond consolation. He was consumed by a burning rage, his mind filled with images of Kanak with another man.

Meanwhile, Kanak was being dolled up for her engagement ceremony. Her hair was styled, her makeup was applied, and she was dressed in a beautiful red sari. But despite her external beauty, her heart was heavy with sadness.

Vikram, on the other hand, was a picture of anguish. His eyes were sunken, his face was gaunt, and his voice was hoarse from yelling. He couldn't bear the thought of someone else touching Kanak, of someone else putting a ring on her finger.

"Take me out of here!" Vikram yelled, banging on the bars of his cell. "I need to stop this engagement! I need to be with Kanak!"

But his cries fell on deaf ears. The jail authorities were unmoved by his pleas, and his lawyer was still trying to navigate the complex web of allegations and counter-allegations.

As the hours ticked by, Vikram's anger and frustration only intensified. He was trapped in a living nightmare, and he didn't know how to escape.Vikram's anger and frustration had reached a fever pitch. It had been 5 days since he had been locked up in jail, and the thought of Kanak engaged to another man was eating away at him.

He couldn't bear the thought of his wife, the woman he loved more than anything in the world, happily engaged to someone else. The image of Kanak smiling and laughing with Sagar, the man she was now engaged to, was seared into his mind like a branding iron.

Vikram's rage was all-consuming, threatening to destroy him from the inside out. He paced back and forth in his cell, his eyes blazing with fury, his heart pounding in his chest.

He couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't think straight. All he could think about was Kanak, and the fact that she was now engaged to another man.

Vikram's mind was a jumble of emotions, a toxic mix of anger, sadness, and betrayal. He felt like he was losing his grip on reality, like he was drowning in a sea of despair.

He knew he had to get out of jail, had to stop Kanak's engagement, had to reclaim his wife and his life. But for now, he was trapped, locked away and powerless to do anything but rage against the injustice that had been done to him. ..

After 2 days of kanak engagement vikram bailed passed

Vikram stepped out of the jail, blinking in the bright evening light. He took a deep breath, feeling a mix of emotions: relief, anger, and a sense of determination.

His lawyer, who had been waiting for him outside the jail, approached him with a serious expression. "Vikram, I'm glad you're out, but we need to be careful. The allegations against you are still pending, and we don't want to do anything that could jeopardize your case."

Vikram nodded, his mind racing with thoughts of Kanak and her engagement to Sagar. "What am I supposed to do?" he asked, feeling a sense of frustration.

The lawyer hesitated before speaking. "I would advise you to stay away from Kanak's house and avoid meeting her for now. If you're seen near her or her family, it could be misinterpreted and harm your case."

Vikram's face twisted in anger, but he knew his lawyer was right. He couldn't afford to make any mistakes now. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

"I'll stay away," he said finally, his voice tight with emotion. "But I need to know what's going on with Kanak. Can you find out anything for me?"

The lawyer nodded. "I'll see what I can do, Vikram. But for now, let's just focus on getting you cleared of these allegations.

In the night

"Vikram approached Kanak's house under the cover of darkness, his heart racing with anticipation and anxiety. He had to see her, had to talk to her, had to know what was going on.

He made his way to the back door, hoping that it would be unlocked. He slowly turned the handle and pushed the door open, slipping inside quietly.

He moved swiftly through the darkened hallway, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. He knew the layout of the house, knew exactly where Kanak's room was.

He reached her door and slowly turned the handle, pushing it open. He stepped inside, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of Kanak.

."Vikram sat on the sofa, his eyes fixed on Kanak as she emerged from the washroom. He was drunk and angry, his mind reeling with thoughts of her engagement to another man.

Kanak moved quietly to the bed, unaware of Vikram's presence. But as she reached the bed, she felt a sudden chill run down her spine. She sensed that someone was watching her, and she turned around slowly.

Her eyes scanned the dark room, and then they landed on the sofa. She saw a figure sitting there, and her heart skipped a beat. She felt a sense of fear mixed with surprise.

"Who's there?" Kanak called out, her voice trembling slightly.

Vikram didn't respond. He just sat there, his eyes fixed on Kanak, his anger and hurt simmering just below the surface.

Kanak's eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she saw Vikram's face, his eyes blazing with anger and pain. She felt a jolt of surprise and fear, and she took a step back, her heart racing.Kanak's eyes widened in fear as she tried to run out of the room, but Vikram was too quick. He sprang up from the sofa and rushed to the door, slamming it shut just as Kanak was about to reach it.

Vikram's hands closed around her wrists, pinning her to the wall. Kanak struggled to free herself, but Vikram's grip was too strong.

As they stood there, Vikram's eyes locked onto the shining ring on Kanak's finger. His gaze burned with anger and hurt, and Kanak felt a shiver run down her spine.

"You're engaged," Vikram spat, his voice low and venomous. "You're engaged to another man."

Kanak tried to speak, but Vikram's grip on her wrists tightened, silencing her.

"Don't lie to me, Kanak," Vikram snarled, his eyes blazing with fury. "I saw the pictures. I know all about your engagement to Sagar."

Kanak's eyes filled with tears as she realized the depth of Vikram's pain and anger. She tried to speak, to explain, but Vikram's grip on her wrists remained unyielding.