This is a Short Story related to Arnav and Khushi's contract/hate marriage track.
On their wedding night what if Arnav couldn't bear to let Khushi sleep outside in cold Delhi air? Can there be a different end to the torturous night? Can he really ha...
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There was no sleep in Arnav's eyes.
He was gazing unfocussed at the decorated ceiling, happenings since the last day were pervading his thoughts.
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What he saw on the terrace was still haunting his being..Khushi in Shyam's arms, Khushi telling Shyam, "Chhod dijiye Anjali ji ko (Leave Anjali)".
So many things had happened in the span of 24 hours. How flamboyant he was when he felt his heart beat for the first time for someone, not someone..Khushi. He, who used to say "nahi hai dil ASR ke seene me... mujhe kisi ladki se koi faraq nahi padta (ASR doesn't have a heart.. I don't care about any girl)", today he had decided to tell her finally "Aaj mai Khushi ko bta k rahunga ki mujhe kyu farq padta hai (I will tell Khushi today why I care)".
He remembers a shy smile playing on her lips whenever they met since the day he had gifted her the bangles. He had felt her happiness on receiving the fragile gift and saw her playing with its sound. He had noticed the mesmerized, expectant look on her when he visited the Gupta house earlier today and again when he told her - "kuch baat karni hai, tumse (I want to talk, to you)".
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What was that he saw in her eyes in the corridor, near the mirror- a reflection of his own feelings? The same anticipation, nervous desperation, giddiness, uncontrolled breaths, dhak dhak, their heartbeatsgrowing louder every second as they kept looking into each other's eyes.
