Author's Pov
"What happened Bani? Everything is alright na?" Bela asked as she found her best friend frowning at her phone.
"Everything is fine Bela. Veer is just being his usual irritating self. From where the hell does he keep on getting all the weird pick up lines which is honestly so cringe. I don't why I'm not drowning him in pacific ocean for all the weird stuff he makes me read every day." Bani replied keeping her phone aside. Bela giggled hearing Bani's reply.
"You love him way too much to drown him in pacific ocean." Bela said making Bani glare at her.
"You are right. I love that man way too much. God how did I end up falling in love with such a crazy man? I don't know." Bani sighed.
"No one can resist the great Veeransh's charm!" Bela mimicked Veer horribly making the makeup artist glare at her for moving too much. Bani laughed looking at Bela's horrible imitation of her boyfriend.
'True. No one can resist Veer's charms.' Bani thought to herself reading the new message that popped up on her phone, sent by none other than her dear Veer.
After long 4 hours for pulling her here and there the makeup artists got the approval from Mrs Sharma. Bela sighed in relief as she felt the makeup artists retreated. Bela opened her eyes and looked into the mirror. A gasp escaped her lips as her eyes took in the form before her.
Looking into the mirror she did not find the Bela she knew instead she found a very beautiful woman. A woman she never thought she could be. She smiled at her reflection before looking over to her best friend for approval.
"Geez Bela, you look so damn gorgeous baby. Your poor groom will have a very harm time keeping his hands to himself." Bani's words make Bela blush a deeper shade of red.
Before Bela could speak another word, Bela's father Harsh entered the room along with his wife Janvi. They gave her an approving nod making Bela smile.
"Its time, Bela" Harsh said making Bela look at him.
~*~
Andy Sehgal reread the letter in his hands for the umpteenth time. His eyes were bloodshot with dark circles lining under his eyes. He ran his hands through his hair as he tried to think of a way to solve the mess created by his son.
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