This os is totally different.. Here Preeran are living in California.. Not in India.. And all characters are new.. Except Preeran you are free to imagine the character's face..
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Preeta awoke the morning after her wedding feeling…blissful. Because she is having a wonderful partner who is very loving. She oriented herself to her surroundings. It took her a moment to realise that she was now a married woman. For a moment, she wondered if it had all been a dream… She glanced to her right to confirm, and karan lay there fast asleep. She let out a pleasurable sigh and watched his bare chest rise and fall slowly, partially covered by the loosely strewn blanket. He looked so…beautiful…when he slept. She'd always thought so. She smiled tenderly and began memorizing his face. Then, she reached for him. She hesitated, wondering if she could touch him without waking him; she truly did not want to wake him. He looked so peaceful. Unable to resist the temptation, she decided to risk it and carefully reached out for him. She ran her finger along his cheek and tucked aside a strand of hair that had fallen across his face. She smiled and studied him, pleased that he had not yet woken. She enjoyed just watching him sleep. She propped herself up on her elbow, rested her head in her hand, and continued to watch him sleep, as the events of the previous day and night played before her eyes…
The Wedding
True to his word, karan had gained permission from her father. As expected, her family had been thrilled. She shook her head at the account karan had given of going to her father. Her father had hugged him vigorously, and her mother and brother had crowded around him, squealing with delight. Preeta could only imagine his horror, yet he spoke of it with a smile on his face.
Initially, preeta's family had been disappointed when she broke it to them that she and Naren (vyas empire's heir) were no longer together, but after telling them that she was now with karan they quickly recovered. Her brother kishor was especially excited. He'd always admired karan luthra . He'd already been hinting at spending some time hanging out with his would be jijs .
Preeta and karan had decided to get married in the small church where karan's parents were married. Grandfather had told her about it, and when she revealed to karan that it was where she wanted to be married he'd been incredibly touched. He hadn't thought it possible, but that had made him love her even more than he already did…
Prior to the wedding karan and preeta had once again visited his parents' grave site, and he'd presented her as his bride-to-be. Preeta had felt even closer to him and to his parents then, and when the wind kissed her face, she felt that somehow they had given their blessing.
The wedding day had been long, exhausting, and perfect. Preeta had been forced to wake struggled to sleep the night before due to nerves. She nodded off once or twice, nearly destroying the stylist's work, and she was reprimanded. She was becoming more and more like her husband-to-be each day… after that she just let the stylist doing her work
An hour prior to the wedding, karan had stood in his white and black tux in the men's waiting area with Sammy and rishi
"You ready for this, man?" Sammy asked, as he lounged casually on the couch in his grooms man's tux.
He nodded. He'd been dreaming of this day for a long time… Still, he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. It had nothing to do with the commitment he was about to make. Every fiber of his being wanted to make preeta his own. It was more about being on display in front of others. He felt relieved that their guest list was relatively small.
