A Shivika SS that deals with the the story of Shivaay and Annika right after the Forced Marriage....
This is a story where Annika finds her identity on her own...And stands strong against the people who have wronged her....
A story where Shivaay r...
Gauri sang twirling her sister making dumka's occasionally...
"Aiyya chutki...my ears...they are bleeding..." Annika said dramatically...
"Jijiiii..." She whined and then pouting...
"Silly girl..." Annika said laughing...
She had two babies in this room right now...one was her gundi and the other was...
Annika raised her eyebrows at Priyanka who had her eyes fixed on her since she walked in some time ago...
The only time Prinku took her eyes off of her was when she had gone to get dressed...
"Take a picture...it will last longer..." Annika said to her chuckling...
"I'm not going to take my off of you this time...I am still in trauma because of the last..." Prinku replied pouting...
"Serves you right for saying mean things..." Jhanvi said as she walked inside the room looking sternly at Prinku...
Priyanka pouted some more... "Baaaadi maaa..." She whined...
"You look so beautiful Annika..." Jhanvi said cupping her face with a smile...
Annika smiled...
"On serious note...Bhabhi...If anybody want to mess with you this time...they have to go through me..." Priyanka said looking at her sister emphatically...
Smiling Annika patted on Prinku's head softly...
"Let's get going sweetie...your to-be-hubby dearest has been pacing impatiently waiting for you..." Jhanvi said to her...
Taking the chunni she placed it on Annika's head...
"If it wasn't for Dadi, he would have bursted in long ago..." She added with a laugh....
Annika smiled imagining a really impatient Shivaay...
"Come let's go..." Jhanvi said to Annika...
Gauri and prinku walked besides her on either side as Jhanvi led Annika to where Shivaay was waiting for her...
From the top of the stairs she looked down trying to find the man that had captured her heart...A smile made its way to her lips seeing him standing underneath a flower ceiling looking looking pristine, regal and absolutely gorgeous in his white sherwani, his hands folded, one over the other, in front of him as he listened to his brothers...
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